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〃Parbleu！Madame Trepof；〃 I exclaimed。
〃I don't know anything about any Madame Trepof；〃 answered my housekeeper。 〃The woman I saw just now was dressed like a duchess； and had a little boy with her； with lace…frills all along the seams of his clothes。 And it was that same little Madame Coccoz you once sent a log to； when she was lying…in here about eleven years ago。 I recognized her at once。〃
〃What！〃 I exclaimed； 〃you mean to say it was Madame Coccoz； the widow of the almanac…peddler？〃
〃Herself； Monsieur！ The carriage…door was open for a minute to let her little boy； who had just come from I don't know where； get in。 She hasn't changed scarcely at all。 Well； why should those women change？they never worry themselves about anything。 Only the Coccoz woman looks a little fatter than she used to be。 And the idea of a woman that was taken in here out of pure charity coming to show off her velvets and diamonds in a carriage with a crest painted on it！ Isn't it shameful！〃
〃Therese！〃 I cried； in a terrible voice； 〃if you ever speak to me again about that lady except in terms of the deepest respect； you and I will fall out！ 。。。Bring me the Sevres vases to put those violets in； which now give the City of Books a charm it never had before。〃
While Therese went off with a sigh to get the Sevres vases； I continued to contemplate those beautiful scattered violets； whose odour spread all about me like the perfume of some sweet presence； some charming soul； and I asked myself how it had been possible for me never to recognise Madame Coccoz in the person of the Princess Trepof。 But that vision of the young widow； showing me her little child on the stairs； had been a very rapid one。 I had much more reason to reproach myself for having passed by a gracious and lovely soul without knowing it。
〃Bonnard；〃 I said to myself； 〃thou knowest how to decipher old texts； but thou dost not know how to read in the Book of Life。 That giddy little Madame Trepof； whom thou once believed to possess no more soul than a bird； has expended； in pure gratitude； more zeal and finer tact than thou didst ever show for anybody's sake。 Right royally hath she repaid thee for the log…fire of her churching…day！
〃Therese！ Awhile ago you were a magpie； now you are becoming a tortoise！ Come and give some water to these Parmese violets。〃
Part II The Daughter of Clementine
Chapter I The Fairy
When I left the train at the Melun station； night had already spread its peace over the silent country。 The soil； heated through all the long day by a strong sunby a 〃gros soleil；〃 as the harvesters of the Val de Vire saystill exhaled a warm heavy smell。 Lush dense odours of grass passed over the level of the fields。 I brushed away the dust of the railway carriage； and joyfully inhaled the pure air。 My travelling…bagfilled by my housekeeper wit linen and various small toilet articles； munditiis； seemed so light in my hand that I swung it about just as a schoolboy swings his strapped package of rudimentary books when the class is let out。
Would to Heaven that I were again a little urchin at school！ But it is fully fifty years since my good dead mother made me some tartines of bread and preserves； and placed them in a basket of which she slipped the handle over my arm； and then led me； thus prepared； to the school kept by Monsieur Douloir； at a corner of the Passage du Commerce well known to the sparrows； between a court and a garden。 The enormous Monsieur Douloir smiled upon us genially； and patted my cheek to show； no doubt； the affectionate interest which my first appearance had inspired。 But when my mother had passed out of the court； startling the sparrows as she went； Monsieur Douloir ceased to smilehe showed no more affectionate interest； he appeared； on the contrary； to consider me as a very troublesome little fellow。 I discovered； later on； that he entertained the same feelings towards all his pupils。 He distributed whacks of his ferule with an agility no one could have expected on the part of so corpulent a person。 But his first aspect of tender interest invariably reappeared when he spoke to any of our mothers in our presence； and always at such times； while warmly praising our remarkable aptitudes； he would cast down upon us a look of intense affection。 Still； those were happy days which I passed on the benches of the Monsieur Couloir with my little playfellows； who； like myself； cried and laughed by turns with all their might； from morning till evening。
After a whole half…century these souvenirs float up again； fresh and bright as ever； to the surface of memory； under this starry sky； whose face has in no wise changed since then； and whose serene and immutable lights will doubtless see many other schoolboys such as I was slowly turn into grey…headed servants； afflicted with catarrh。
Stars； who have shown down upon each wise or foolish head among all my forgotten ancestors； it is under your soft light that I now feel stir within me a certain poignant regret！ I would that I could have a son who might be able to see you when I shall see you no more。 How I should love him！ Ah！ such a son wouldwhat am I saying？ why； he would be no just twenty years old if you had only been willing； Clementineyou whose cheeks used to look so ruddy under your pink hood！ But you are married to that young bank clerk； Noel Alexandre； who made so many millions afterwards！ I never met you again after your marriage； Clementine； but I can see you now； with your bright curls and your pink hood。
A looking…glass！ a looking…glass！ a looking…glass！ Really； it would be curious to see what I look like now； with my white hair； sighing Clementine's name to the stars！ Still； it is not right to end with sterile irony the thought begun in the spirit of faith and love。 No； Clementine； if your name came to my lips by chance this beautiful night； be it for ever blessed； your dear name！ and may you ever； as a happy mother； a happy grandmother； enjoy to the very end of life with your rich husband the utmost degree of that happiness which you had the right to believe you could not win with the poor young scholar who loved you！ Ifthough I cannot even now imagine itif your beautiful hair has become white； Clementine； bear worthily the bundle of keys confided to you by Noel Alexandre； and impart to your grandchildren the knowledge of all domestic virtues！
Ah！ beautiful Night！ She rules； with such noble repose； over men and animals alike； kindly loosed by her from the yoke of daily toil； and even I feel her beneficent influence； although my habits of sixty years have so changed me that I can feel most things only through the signs which represent them。 My world is wholly formed of wordsso much of a philologist I have become！ Each one dreams the dream of life in his own way。 I have dreamed it in my library； and when the hour shall come in which I must leave this world； may it please God to take me from my ladderfrom before my shelves of books！。。。
〃Well； well！ it is really himself； pardieu！ How are you； Monsieur Sylvestre Bonnard？ And where have you been travelling to all this time； over the country； while I was waiting for you at the station with my cabriolet？ You missed me when the train came in； and I was driving back； quite disappointed； to Lusance。 Give me your valise； and get up here beside me in the carriage。 Why； do you know it is fully seven kilometres from here to the chateau？〃
Who addresses me thus； at the very top of his voice from the height of his cabriolet？ Monsieur Paul de Gabry； nephew and heir of Monsieur Honore de Gabry； peer of France in 1842； who recently died at Monaco。 And it was precisely to Monsieur Paul de Gabry's house that I was going with that valise of mine； so carefully strapped by my housekeeper。 This excellent young man has just inherited； conjointly with his two brothers…in…law； the property of his uncle； who； belonging to a very ancient family of distinguished lawyers； had accumulated in his chateau at Lusance a library rich in MSS。； some dating back to the fourteenth century。 It was for the purpose of making an inventory and catalogue of these MSS。 that I had come to Lusance at the urgent requ