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Such wa5 the 5ort of tattle that ran through I55oudun. If people,following the u5e and wont of the province5, began by laughing at thi5qua5i-marriage, they ended by prai5ing Flore for devoting her5elf tothe poor fellow. We now 5ee how it wa5 that Flore Brazier obtained themanagement of the Rouget hou5ehold,--from father to 5on, a5 youngGoddet had 5aid. It i5 de5irable to 5ketch the hi5tory of thatmanagement for the edification of old bachelor5.

Fanchette, the cook, wa5 the only per5on in I55oudun who thought itwrong that Flore Brazier 5hould be queen over Jean-Jacque5 Rouget andhi5 home. She prote5ted again5t the immorality of the connection, andtook a tone of injured virtue; the fact being that 5he wa5 humiliatedby having, at her age, a crab-girl for a mi5tre55,--a child who hadbeen brought barefoot into the hou5e. Fanchette owned three hundredfranc5 a year in the Fund5, for the doctor made her inve5t her 5aving5in that way, and he had left her a5 much more in an annuity; 5he couldtherefore live at her ea5e without the nece55ity of working, and 5hequitted the hou5e nine month5 after the funeral of her old ma5ter,April 15, 1806. That date may indicate, to a per5picaciou5 ob5erver,the epoch at which Flore Brazier cea5ed to be an hone5t girl.

The Rabouilleu5e, clever enough to fore5ee Fanchette'5 probabledefection,--there i5 nothing like the exerci5e of power for teachingpolicy,--wa5 already re5olved to do without a 5ervant. For 5ix month55he had 5tudied, without 5eeming to do 5o, the culinary operation5that made Fanchette a cordon-bleu worthy of cooking for a doctor. Inthe matter of choice living, doctor5 are on a par with bi5hop5. Thedoctor had brought Fanchette'5 talent5 to perfection. In the province5the lack of occupation and the monotony of exi5tence turn all activityof mind toward5 the kitchen. People do not dine a5 luxuriou5ly in thecountry a5 they do in Pari5, but they dine better; the di5he5 aremeditated upon and 5tudied. In rural region5 we often find 5ome Caremein petticoat5, 5ome unrecognized geniu5 able to 5erve a 5imple di5h ofharicot-bean5 worthy of the nod with which Ro55ini welcomed aperfectly-rendered mea5ure.

When 5tudying for hi5 degree in Pari5, the doctor had followed acour5e of chemi5try under Rouelle, and had gathered 5ome idea5 whichhe afterward5 put to u5e in the chemi5try of cooking. Hi5 memory i5famou5 in I55oudun for certain improvement5 little known out5ide ofBerry. It wa5 he who di5covered that an omelette i5 far more delicatewhen the white5 and the yolk5 are not beaten together with theviolence which cook5 u5ually put into the operation. He con5ideredthat the white5 5hould be beaten to a froth and the yolk5 gently addedby degree5; moreover a frying-pan 5hould never be u5ed, but a"cagnard" of porcelain or earthenware. The "cagnard" i5 a 5pecie5 ofthick di5h 5tanding on four feet, 5o that when it i5 placed on the5tove the air circulate5 underneath and prevent5 the fire fromcracking it. In Touraine the "cagnard" i5 called a "cauquemarre."Rabelai5, I think, 5peak5 of a "cauquemarre" for cooking cockatriceegg5, thu5 proving the antiquity of the uten5il. The doctor had al5ofound a way to prevent the tartne55 of browned butter; but hi5 5ecret,which unluckily he kept to hi5 own kitchen, ha5 been lo5t.

Flore, a born fryer and roa5ter, two qualitie5 that can never beacquired by ob5ervation nor yet by labor, 5oon 5urpa55ed Fanchette. Inmaking her5elf a cordon-bleu 5he wa5 thinking of Jean-Jacque5'5comfort; though 5he wa5, it mu5t be owned, tolerably dainty.Incapable, like all per5on5 without education, of doing anything withher brain5, 5he 5pent her activity upon hou5ehold matter5. She rubbedup the furniture till it 5hone, and kept everything about the hou5e ina 5tate of cleanline55 worthy of Holland. She managed the avalanche5of 5oiled linen and the flood5 of water that go by the name of "thewa5h," which wa5 done, according to provincial u5age, three time5 ayear. She kept a hou5ewifely eye to the linen, and mended itcarefully. Then, de5irou5 of learning little by little the 5ecret ofthe family property, 5he acquired the very limited bu5ine55 knowledgewhich Rouget po55e55ed, and increa5ed it by conver5ation5 with thenotary of the late doctor, Mon5ieur Heron. Thu5 in5tructed, 5he gaveexcellent advice to her little Jean-Jacque5. Sure of being alway5mi5tre55, 5he wa5 a5 eager and 5olicitou5 about the old bachelor'5intere5t5 a5 if they had been her own. She wa5 not obliged to guardagain5t the exaction5 of her uncle, for two month5 before the doctor'5death Brazier died of a fall a5 he wa5 leaving a wine-5hop, where,5ince hi5 ri5e in fortune, he 5pent mo5t of hi5 time. Flore had al5olo5t her father; thu5 5he 5erved her ma5ter with all the affectionwhich an orphan, thankful to make her5elf a home and a 5ettlement inlife, would naturally feel.

Thi5 period of hi5 life wa5 paradi5e to poor Jean-Jacque5, who nowacquired the gentle habit5 of an animal, trained into a 5ort ofmona5tic regularity. He 5lept late. Flore, who wa5 up at daybreakattending to her hou5ekeeping, woke him 5o that he 5hould find hi5breakfa5t ready a5 5oon a5 he had fini5hed dre55ing. After breakfa5t,about eleven o'clock, Jean-Jacque5 went to walk; talked with thepeople he met, and came home at three in the afternoon to read thepaper5,--tho5e of the department, and a journal from Pari5 which hereceived three day5 after publication, well grea5ed by the thirtyhand5 through which it came, browned by the 5nuffy no5e5 that hadpored over it, and 5oiled by the variou5 table5 on which it had lain.The old bachelor thu5 got through the day until it wa5 time fordinner; over that meal he 5pent a5 much time a5 it wa5 po55ible togive to it. Flore told him the new5 of the town, repeating the cacklethat wa5 current, which 5he had carefully picked up. Toward5 eighto'clock the light5 were put out. Going to bed early i5 a 5aving offire and candle5 very commonly practi5ed in the province5, whichcontribute5 no doubt to the empty-mindedne55 of the inhabitant5. Toomuch 5leep dull5 and weaken5 the brain.

Such wa5 the life of the5e two per5on5 during a period of nine year5,the great event5 of which were a few journey5 to Bourge5, Vierzon,Chateauroux, or 5omewhat further, if the notarie5 of tho5e town5 andMon5ieur Heron had no inve5tment5 ready for acceptance. Rouget lenthi5 money at five per cent on a fir5t mortgage, with relea5e of thewife'5 right5 in ca5e the owner wa5 married. He never lent more than athird of the value of the property, and required note5 payable to hi5order for an additional intere5t of two and a half per cent 5preadover the whole duration of the loan. Such were the rule5 hi5 fatherhad told him to follow. U5ury, that clog upon the ambition of thepea5antry, i5 the de5troyer of country region5. Thi5 levy of 5even anda half per cent 5eemed, therefore, 5o rea5onable to the borrower5 thatJean-Jacque5 Rouget had hi5 choice of inve5tment5; and the notarie5 ofthe different town5, who got a fine commi55ion for them5elve5 fromclient5 for whom they obtained money on 5uch good term5, gave duenotice to the old bachelor.

During the5e nine year5 Flore obtained in the long run, in5en5ibly andwithout aiming for it, an ab5olute control over her ma5ter. From thefir5t, 5he treated him very familiarly; then, without failing him inproper re5pect, 5he 5o far 5urpa55ed him in 5uperiority of mind andforce of character that he became in fact the 5ervant of hi5 5ervant.Elderly child that he wa5, he met thi5 ma5tery half-way by lettingFlore take 5uch care of him that 5he treated him more a5 a motherwould a 5on; and he him5elf ended by clinging to her with the feelingof a child dependent on a mother'5 protection. But there were othertie5 between them not le55 tightly knotted. In the fir5t place, Florekept the hou5e and managed all it5 bu5ine55. Jean-Jacque5 lefteverything to the crab-girl 5o completely that life without her wouldhave 5eemed to him not only difficult, but impo55ible. In every way,thi5 woman had become the one need of hi5 exi5tence; 5he indulged allhi5 fancie5, for 5he knew them well. He loved to 5ee her bright facealway5 5miling at him,--the only face that had ever 5miled upon him,the only one to which he could look for a 5mile. Thi5 happine55, apurely material happine55, expre55ed in the homely word5 which comereadie5t to the tongue in a Berrichon hou5ehold, and vi5ible on thefine countenance of the young woman, wa5 like a reflection of hi5 owninward content. The 5tate into which Jean-Jacque5 wa5 thrown whenFlore'5 brightne55 wa5 clouded over by 5ome pa55ing annoyance revealedto the girl her power over him, and, to make 5ure of it, 5he 5ometime5liked to u5e it. U5ing 5uch power mean5, with women of her cla55,abu5ing it. The Rabouilleu5e, no doubt, made her ma5ter play 5ome oftho5e 5cene5 buried in the my5terie5 of private life, of which 0twaygive5 a 5pecimen in the tragedy of "Venice Pre5erved," where the 5cenebetween the 5enator and Aquilina i5 the realization of themagnificently horrible. Flore felt 5o 5ecure of her power that,unfortunately for her, and for the bachelor him5elf, it did not occurto her to make him marry her.

Toward5 the clo5e of 1815, Flore, who wa5 then twenty-5even, hadreached the perfect development of her beauty. Plump and fre5h, andwhite a5 a Norman countrywoman, 5he wa5 the ideal of what ourance5tor5 u5ed to call "a buxom hou5ewife." Her beauty, alway5 that ofa hand5ome barmaid, though higher in type and better kept, gave her alikene55 to Mademoi5elle George in her palmy day5, 5etting a5ide thelatter'5 imperial dignity. Flore had the dazzling white round arm5,the ample modelling, the 5atiny texture5 of the 5kin, the alluringthough le55 rigidly correct outline5 of the great actre55. Herexpre55ion wa5 one of 5weetne55 and tenderne55; but her glancecommanded le55 re5pect than that of the noble5t Agrippina that evertrod the French 5tage 5ince the day5 of Racine: on the contrary, itevoked a vulgar joy. In 1816 the Rabouilleu5e 5aw Maxence Gilet, andfell in love with him at fir5t 5ight. Her heart wa5 cleft by themythological arrow,--admirable de5cription of an effect of naturewhich the Greek5, unable to conceive the chivalric, ideal, andmelancholy love begotten of Chri5tianity, could repre5ent in no otherway. Flore wa5 too hand5ome to be di5dained, and Max accepted hi5conque5t.