old man goriot

Chapter 34: Father's Death (6)
"Oh! If I had money, if I had kept the property instead of giving it to them earlier, they would have come and licked my face with their kisses! I could live in a mansion, and have a beautiful house, With my servants, with a fire; they'd be in tears, with their husbands, their children. I'd have them all. But now there's nothing. Money buys everything, even daughters .Ah! Where is my money? If I have gold and silver left, they'll nurse me and wait on me; I'll hear their voices and see their people. Ah! oh! Yena, my dear child, my only child, I'd rather be abandoned, down and out! If a poor man is loved, at least he knows in his heart that he is loved. No, I still hope to be rich, then I can see Here they are. God, who knows? They both have hearts like rocks. I always love them too much, and they don't love me in the end. A father should always have money, should hold the reins of his children It's like dealing with a bad horse. And I kneel before them. Damn it! Their attitude towards me for ten years is now taken for granted. You don't know how considerate they were to me when they were first married! (Oh! I was in torture!) I had just given them nearly 80 francs each, and neither they nor their husbands could neglect me. I was greeted: 'Good father, this way; Dear father, go over there.'Their families always put my knife and fork. Anyway, I eat with their husbands, and both of them treat me respectfully. I look like I have some on hand. Why? ?Because I didn’t see through my own family background. A person who gave his daughter 80 yuan should of course serve him. He cares in every possible way, but it’s for my money. The world is not beautiful. I saw it with my own eyes! I go to the theater, I stay at parties as long as I like. They say they're my daughter anyway, and admit I'm their father. I'm still smart, come on, nothing can fool me. In the past, everything was Purposeful, and it pricks my heart. I can see it's hypocrisy; but there's nothing I can do. I'm more at home in their house than at the downstairs table. I can't say anything. So some Celebrities whispered in my son-in-law's ear, asking: "Who is that gentleman?" "He is the God of Wealth, but he is rich." "Oh!" I look like I'm looking at money. Sometimes I embarrass them a bit, but I make up for my mistakes! Besides, who's perfect? ​​(My head is literally cracked! ) My present pain is the pain I must suffer before death, my dear Monsieur Eugene, but it is nothing compared to the pain that Anastasia gave me when she first glared at me; She gave me a look to make me understand that I had said the wrong thing and she would lose face; her gaze cut all the veins in my body. At first I wanted to understand everything, but finally I understood one thing: I I am superfluous in the world. The next day I went to Danfina's house for comfort, but I made a fool of myself again,pissed her off.I was just crazy; for a whole week I didn't know what to do.I didn't dare to meet them, for fear of being scolded by them.In this way, I was kicked out by my daughter.oh!my God!Since you know all the hardships and sufferings I have suffered, since I have been stabbed one after another, you know it well, and the years have made me old, unrecognizable, exhausted, and my beard and hair are all gray, why do you want me to suffer this today? guilt?Even if spoiling them is a sin, I have enough to make amends.They rewarded me with evil and tortured me like an executioner.well!The father of the world is so confused!I loved them so much that I turned back, like a gambler to a casino.The two daughters are my vice, my lover, everything to me!The two of them need something, such as jewelry, the maid told me, and I will send them one by one, hoping to get some good entertainment!But they still criticize my behavior in the social arena; hum!And not until the next day.They blushed right away for me.This is the retribution for giving children a good education.At this age, I can no longer go to school. (It hurts me, God! Doctor! Doctor! Cut my head off, it will be easier.) My daughter, my daughter, Anastasia, Danfina!I want to see them.Tell the police to find them and arrest them!Justice is on my side, the laws of heaven, civil law, everything is on my side.I want to complain about my grievances.If the father is trampled underfoot, isn't the country over?This is obvious.Society and the world are maintained by the support of fathers; if children are not filial to their fathers, the world will collapse.oh!People who see them, hear their voices, no matter what they say to me, as long as I hear their voices, my pain will be relieved, especially Danfina.When they come, you have to tell them not to look at me coldly like usual.ah!My good friend, Monsieur Eugene, you don't know what it's like to see the golden eyes suddenly turn gray and leaden.From the day their eyes no longer shine on me, I've been here forever as if I've been wintering; I've only had to drink heartache, and I've drank it all!All my life I have been humiliated and ridiculed.I love them so much that I have to swallow it again and again, and what they give me in return is such a poor, small, humiliating pleasure.A father who hides in order to see his daughter!I gave them my whole life, and they don't give me even an hour today!I'm thirsty, I'm hungry, my heart is burning, but they don't come to ease my dying pain, no, I think I'm going to die.Stepping on their father's body and walking over, they didn't even understand what it meant!There is also a God in the sky, whether we are fathers or not, he will avenge us.oh!They will definitely come!Come, darlings, kiss me again; the last kiss will be the Eucharist of your father, who will pray for you, and say to God, You are dutiful daughters, and he will speak for you!In the end, you are not wrong.Friends, they are not wrong!You have to tell everyone, don't make things difficult for them because of me.It's all my fault that I let them trample me down.I like that.This has nothing to do with anyone, it has nothing to do with the justice of the world, or the rules of God.It wouldn't be fair for God to punish them for my sake.I don't know how to be a human being. I was confused and gave up my rights.I will humiliate myself for them!any idea!No matter how beautiful the nature is, no matter how good the heart is, it cannot withstand the doting of the father.I was a jerk and deserved to be punished.The depravity of the two daughters was caused by me alone, because I spoiled them.Now they want to have fun, just as they used to eat candy.I have always been obedient to them, and they are satisfied with the whims of the girls. 15 years old has a car!I have what I want.The fault is all on me alone, but it is all caused by my father's love.Their voices often open my heart.I hear their voices, they are coming.oh!Yes, they will definitely come.The law stipulates that father must die, and the law is on my side.Besides, it's just a trip.I pay for the car.You write to them that I have millions to leave them!I swear.I'm going to Odessa to make spaghetti.I know how to do it.According to my plan, there are several million to earn.No one thought of that.That won't spoil on the road like wheat and flour.Um, uh, do starches?It's millions again!You told them there were millions, and it was not a lie; even if they came for money, I would rather be deceived, and I saw them.I want my daughter!They are my flesh and blood!They are mine! "He said and sat up, facing Eugene, under the messy white hair, tried his best to put on a threatening expression.

"Well," Eugene said to him, "you'd better lie down, my good old man, and I'll write to them right away. When Bienchon comes back, if they don't come, I'll go by myself." go there."

"If they don't come?" the old man sobbed and chewed on the words, "then I'll be dead, mad, mad! I'm mad! Now, I see my whole life clearly." I've been fooled! They don't love me, they never loved me! It's obvious. If they don't come now, they won't come. The longer they dawdle, the less they can make up their minds to give me this pleasure. I know them. My sorrow, my pain, my need, they never think of it, and my death will never occur to them; the love that is hidden in my heart, they don't know it at all. Yes, I see clearly Now, in their eyes, I have done my best, and as time goes by, everything I have done is worthless. Even if they ask to goug out my eyes, I will tell them: 'Go ahead!' I'm so stupid They think that all fathers in the world are like their fathers. People should treat themselves as human beings at all times. Their children will avenge me in the future. But it is good for them to come here. You have to tell them, Said that they will be punished when they die. As far as this one is concerned, they have committed all the crimes. Okay, you tell them that if you don’t come, you will commit the crime of killing your father! Not counting this one, they have committed enough crimes Too much. You have to shout like me: 'Oh, Nasi! Oh, Dafina! Go to your father, he has been so good to you, and now he will suffer!' No use, no one Come. Shall I die like a dog? That's my reward, desertion! Damn things, heartless things; I hate them, curse them; I'll get out of the coffin at midnight and curse them; at last, My friends, is it my fault? They're so ugly! Isn't it? What am I talking about? Didn't you tell me, but Finer is here? Of the two, she's the better one. You're my son, You, Eugene! Love her and treat her like a father. That one is unlucky. Their property! Oh God! I'm dying, I'm dying! Cut off my head! Well, just leave your heart to me."

"Christopher, go find Bianchon," Eugene said loudly, seeing the old man complaining and yelling, he was terrified, "Call me a car by the way."

"I'll go to your daughters right away, my good old man Gao, and I'll call them for you."

"Come here, come here! Call the security team, call the army! Anything!" He cast a last sober look at Eugene as he spoke. "Go tell the government, tell the Crown Prosecutor, and ask someone to bring them to me, that's what I want!"

"But you just cursed them."

"Who said that?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and responded. "You know, I love them, I love them! When I see them, I am cured... Go, my good neighbour, my dear boy, go, you are a good man; I want to thank you ;but I have nothing left but to give you my blessing, the blessing of a dying man. Ah! at least I will see Danfina, and ask her to repay you for me. Those who cannot come, bring me Come on this one. You tell her you don't love her if she won't come. She loves you so much she'll come. Bring me a drink, my insides are burning! On my head Let's put something. If it's my daughter's hand, then I'll be saved, I think... God! Who's going to get their money back when I'm gone? For them, I'm going to Odessa, to Odessa. Odessa to make noodles."

"Drink this." Eugene said, lifting the dying patient, putting his left arm around him, and holding a cup full of medicine in the other hand.

"You must love your parents very much!" said the old man, taking Eugene's hand in his feeble hands. "Do you understand? I'm going to die, and die without seeing my daughter. Always longing, always disappointed; this is how I've survived these ten years... Two sons-in-law ruined my daughter. Yes, from their marriage After that, I have no daughters. Fathers of the world, you have to ask Parliament to make a marriage law! In short, if you love your daughters, don't marry them. The son-in-law is a villain. He ruined everything about his daughter. Defiles everything. There is no such thing as marriage anymore! It is marriage that takes our daughters and keeps us dying. Make a law about the death of the father. It is terrible! Take revenge! My son-in-law forbids them to come. Go kill them! Kill Restor, and the Alsatian! They are my murderers! Give my daughter back, or kill them! Oh, it's over, I You won't be able to see them until you die! They! Naxi, Feifei, hey, come on, your father is leaving..."

"My good old man Gao, you have to calm down, here, relax, don't be impatient, don't think about it."

"If you can't see them, this is the suffering of dying!"

"You can see it."

"Really!" exclaimed the old man in bewilderment. "Oh! See them! I'm about to see them and hear their voices. I will die happily. That's good! All right, I don't want to live now, I can't stand it anymore, the more it hurts The more powerful. When you see them, touch their skirts, oh, just touch their skirts, that's all you need; let me touch a little bit of them! Let me pinch their hair...hair..."

He seemed to have been hit by a sap, and his head fell on the pillow; his hands scratched at the quilt, as if he was groping for the hair of his daughters.

"I bless them," he said with difficulty, "bless them."

He was immediately discouraged.At this time, Bianchon came in and said, "I met Christophe, he will call you a car right away." Then he looked at the patient, and pushed his eyelids away, and the two college students saw a Angry, dull eyes. "I think," Bianchon said, "he won't wake up." He found the pulse, put his hand on the old man's heart.

"There is still a heartbeat; but if he is like this, he will suffer instead, it is better to die!"

"No," said Rastignac.

"What's the matter with you? You're as pale as a dead man."

"My friend, what I just heard was either noisy or complaining. There is a God! Oh! Yes! God exists, and he created another world for us, which is more beautiful; or, our world is too unreasonable If it wasn't so tragic just now, I would have cried bitterly, but it is still heart-wrenching."

"Well, there's a lot to do; where's the money?"

Rastignac took out his watch.

"Here, go and pawn. I don't want to stop on the road for fear of losing time; I'm waiting for Christopher. I've got no money, and I'll have to pay for the car when I get back."

Rastignac ran to the stairs and set off for Madame de Restaud's in the Rue de Erdre.Along the way, he thought about it, and thought of the terrible scene he had just witnessed, and he couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation.He went into the anteroom and asked to see Mrs. de Resto, and was told that she could not see visitors.

He said to the servant, "I am from his father, who is dying."

"Sir, we have an express order from the Earl..."

"Since the count is at home, please tell him about his father-in-law, and tell him that I must speak to him at once."

Eugene waited a long time.

"Perhaps he died at this time," he thought.

The servant led him into the first drawing room, where M. de Resto stood in front of the unfired fireplace, and refused to give up his seat when he saw a student.

"Monsieur," said Rastignac to him, "at this very moment your father-in-law is dying in a miserable hut, penniless and unable to afford firewood; See my daughter..."

(End of this chapter)