De Balzac. It was one o’clock in the morning, during the winter of , but in the Vicomtesse de Grandlieu’s salon two persons stayed on who did not. De Balzac. It was one o’clock in the morning, during the winter of –30, but in the Vicomtesse de Grandlieu’s salon two persons. Complete summary of Honoré Balzac’s Gobseck. eNotes plot summaries cover all the significant action of Gobseck.
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The thought of his heirs was abhorrent to him; and the idea that his wealth could pass into other hands after his death simply inconceivable.
Fanny herself was a young Parisian girl, quietly dressed, with a delicate fresh face, and a winning look. When I did business for him later, I came to know that he was about seventy-six years old at the time when we became acquainted.
I myself never saw money in his room. The Brotherhood of Consolation. So when we came together, the Countess and I, I understood at once the reason of her antipathy for me, disguised though it was by the most gracious forms of politeness and civility. There gobsdck been gaming debts, and carriage-builders’ accounts, money lost to Heaven knows whom. You will have your affairs to attend to, and I have mine.
He is also a business speculator who who strikes crooked deals with collaborators and even rivals.
He wanted to be alone in the house, and had taken the goobseck one by one as they fell vacant. The Count had scarcely breathed his last before his wife came in and forced open the drawers and the desk; the carpet was strewn with litter, some of the furniture and boxes were broken, the signs of violence could be seen everywhere.
Now to the facts. Gobseck in my presence; but, in my opinion, it would be unwise to dispute the legality of the sale, especially as the goods are not readily recognizable. One of us looks out over the judicial world, one over the financial, another surveys the administrative, and yet gbseck the business world.
There was a terrible storm of anguish in her heart; her haughty, proud features were drawn and distorted with pain which she strove in vain to disguise. Maxime has one ace up his sleeve. I was sure of it. There was a clear light burning in them that disconcerted me.
I had been forced to be her confidant, and a woman cannot but hate the man before whom she is compelled to blush. If I were to live for a hundred years, I should never forget the sight of his face at that moment.
He rose and went to the light, holding the diamonds close to his toothless mouth, as if he meant to devour them; gobsseck vague words over them, holding up bracelets, sprays, necklaces, and tiaras one after another, to judge their water, whiteness, and cutting; taking them out of the jewel-case and putting them in again, letting the play of the light bring out all their fires.
A host of objects required in illness—rows of medicine bottles, empty and full, most of them dirty, crumpled linen, and broken plates, littered the writing-table, blazac, and chimney-piece.
I do not expect to find an angel in a pawnbroker. I myself keep an eye on gobsecj sons, artists, people in the great world, and gamblers — on the most sensational side of Paris. Jean-Esther van Gobseck is an amazing Scrooge-like character who has reduced his entire life to the acquisition of wealth.
Gobseck in my presence; but, in my opinion, it would be unwise to dispute the legality of the sale, especially as the goods are not readily recognizable.
The Countess, of course, did not allow him to bwlzac of this, but I had gained on my point, I had a gobsedk to affix seals to everything on the death of the Count. He also believed that all the peoples of the world were really very much alike because money was the greatest common denominator. All his surroundings bore the marks of this last degree of apathy, the furniture was out of place, the daintiest trifles were covered with dust and cobwebs.
Life is here in full bloom; the young fellows are graceful to behold; they smile and talk in low, demure voices like so many brides; everything about them looks girlish. Be patient and drink in the whole work because the entire work is very rewarding for those who appreciate classic French authors and the history of France and the French language. I recollected all the things that he used to tell me, at a time when I myself was very far from suspecting the violence of the anguish awaiting those who crossed his threshold.
Gobseck Translated by Ellen Marriage The main interest for me in this story was Gobseck’s potential heiress, “La Torpille” who shows up in Scenes from a Courtesan’s Life. The livid whiteness of his face was something horrible to see, enhanced as it was by the long dank locks of hair that straggled along his cheeks, for he would never suffer them to cut it.
The girl, standing by the chimney-piece, apparently examining a transparent fire-screen, was listening to the sounds from the courtyard in a way that justified certain maternal fears.
He pointed to a chair set for me, but not a word did he say.