cannot　pronounce　the　three　words　〃Madame　de　Listomere〃　without
  picturing　her　to　themselves　as　noble　and　dignified；　softening　the
  sternness　of　rigid　devotion　by　the　gracious　elegance　and　the　courteous
  manners　of　the　old　monarchical　regime；　kind；　but　a　little　stiff；
  slightly　nasal　in　voice；　allowing　herself　the　perusal　of　〃La　Nouvelle
  Heloise〃；　and　still　wearing　her　own　hair。
  〃The　Abbe　Birotteau　must　not　yield　to　that　old　vixen；〃　cried　Monsieur
  de　Listomere；　a　lieutenant　in　the　navy　who　was　spending　a　furlough
  with　his　aunt。　〃If　the　vicar　has　pluck　and　will　follow　my　suggestions
  he　will　soon　recover　his　tranquillity。〃
  All　present　began　to　analyze　the　conduct　of　Mademoiselle　Gamard　with
  the　keen　perceptions　which　characterize　provincials；　to　whom　no　one
  can　deny　the　talent　of　knowing　how　to　lay　bare　the　most　secret　motives
  of　human　actions。
  〃You　don't　see　the　whole　thing　yet；〃　said　an　old　landowner　who　knew
  the　region　well。　〃There　is　something　serious　behind　all　this　which　I
  can't　yet　make　out。　The　Abbe　Troubert　is　too　deep　to　be　fathomed　at
  once。　Our　dear　Birotteau　is　at　the　beginning　of　his　troubles。　Besides；
  would　he　be　left　in　peace　and　comfort　even　if　he　did　give　up　his
  lodging　to　Troubert？　I　doubt　it。　If　Caron　came　here　to　tell　you　that
  you　intended　to　leave　Mademoiselle　Gamard；〃　he　added；　turning　to　the
  bewildered　priest；　〃no　doubt　Mademoiselle　Gamard's　intention　is　to
  turn　you　out。　Therefore　you　will　have　to　go；　whether　you　like　it　or
  not。　Her　sort　of　people　play　a　sure　game；　they　risk　nothing。〃
  This　old　gentleman；　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne；　could　sum　up　and　estimate
  provincial　ideas　as　correctly　as　Voltaire　summarized　the　spirit　of　his
  times。　He　was　thin　and　tall；　and　chose　to　exhibit　in　the　matter　of
  clothes　the　quiet　indifference　of　a　landowner　whose　territorial　value
  is　quoted　in　the　department。　His　face；　tanned　by　the　Touraine　sun；　was
  less　intellectual　than　shrewd。　Accustomed　to　weigh　his　words　and
  measure　his　actions；　he　concealed　a　profound　vigilance　behind　a
  misleading　appearance　of　simplicity。　A　very　slight　observation　of　him
  sufficed　to　show　that；　like　a　Norman　peasant；　he　invariably　held　the
  upper　hand　in　business　matters。　He　was　an　authority　on　wine…making；
  the　leading　science　of　Touraine。　He　had　managed　to　extend　the　meadow
  lands　of　his　domain　by　taking　in　a　part　of　the　alluvial　soil　of　the
  Loire　without　getting　into　difficulties　with　the　State。　This　clever
  proceeding　gave　him　the　reputation　of　a　man　of　talent。　If　Monsieur　de
  Bourbonne's　conversation　pleased　you　and　you　were　to　ask　who　he　was　of
  a　Tourainean；　〃Ho！　a　sly　old　fox！〃　would　be　the　answer　of　those　who
  were　envious　of　himand　they　were　many。　In　Touraine；　as　in　many　of
  the　provinces；　jealousy　is　the　root　of　language。
  Monsieur　de　Bourbonne's　remark　occasioned　a　momentary　silence；　during
  which　the　persons　who　composed　the　little　party　seemed　to　be
  reflecting。　Meanwhile　Mademoiselle　Salomon　de　Villenoix　was　announced。
  She　came　from　Tours　in　the　hope　of　being　useful　to　the　poor　abbe；　and
  the　news　she　brought　completely　changed　the　aspect　of　the　affair。　As
  she　entered；　every　one　except　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne　was　urging
  Birotteau　to　hold　his　own　against　Troubert　and　Gamard；　under　the
  auspices　of　the　aristocractic　society　of　the　place；　which　would
  certainly　stand　by　him。
  〃The　vicar…general；　to　whom　the　appointments　to　office　are　entrusted；
  is　very　ill；〃　said　Mademoiselle　Salomon；　〃and　the　archbishop　has
  delegated　his　powers　to　the　Abbe　Troubert　provisionally。　The　canonry
  will；　of　course；　depend　wholly　upon　him。　Now　last　evening；　at
  Mademoiselle　de　la　Blottiere's　the　Abbe　Poirel　talked　about　the
  annoyances　which　the　Abbe　Birotteau　had　inflicted　on　Mademoiselle
  Gamard；　as　though　he　were　trying　to　cast　all　the　blame　on　our　good
  abbe。　'The　Abbe　Birotteau；'　he　said；　'is　a　man　to　whom　the　Abbe
  Chapeloud　was　absolutely　necessary；　and　since　the　death　of　that
  venerable　man；　he　has　shown'and　then　came　suggestions；　calumnies！
  you　understand？〃
  〃Troubert　will　be　made　vicar…general；〃　said　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne；
  sententiously。
  〃Come！〃　cried　Madame　de　Listomere；　turning　to　Birotteau；　〃which　do　you
  prefer；　to　be　made　a　canon；　or　continue　to　live　with　Mademoiselle
  Gamard？〃
  〃To　be　a　canon！〃　cried　the　whole　company。
  〃Well；　then；〃　resumed　Madame　de　Listomere；　〃you　must　let　the　Abbe
  Troubert　and　Mademoiselle　Gamard　have　things　their　own　way。　By　sending
  Caron　here　they　mean　to　let　you　know　indirectly　that　if　you　consent　to
  leave　the　house　you　shall　be　made　canon；one　good　turn　deserves
  another。〃
  Every　one　present　applauded　Madame　de　Listomere's　sagacity；　except　her
  nephew　the　Baron　de　Listomere；　who　remarked　in　a　comic　tone　to
  Monsieur　de　Bourbonne；　〃I　would　like　to　have　seen　a　fight　between　the
  Gamard　and　the　Birotteau。〃
  But；　unhappily　for　the　vicar；　forces　were　not　equal　between　these
  persons　of　the　best　society　and　the　old　maid　supported　by　the　Abbe
  Troubert。　The　time　soon　came　when　the　struggle　developed　openly；　went
  on　increasing；　and　finally　assumed　immense　proportions。　By　the　advice
  of　Madame　de　Listomere　and　most　of　her　friends；　who　were　now　eagerly
  enlisted　in　a　matter　which　threw　such　excitement　into　their　vapid
  provincial　lives；　a　servant　was　sent　to　bring　back　Monsieur　Caron。　The
  lawyer　returned　with　surprising　celerity；　which　alarmed　no　one　but
  Monsieur　de　Bourbonne。
  〃Let　us　postpone　all　decision　until　we　are　better　informed；〃　was　the
  advice　of　that　Fabius　in　a　dressing…gown；　whose　prudent　reflections
  revealed　to　him　the　meaning　of　these　moves　on　the　Tourainean　chess…
  board。　He　tried　to　enlighten　Birotteau　on　the　dangers　of　his　position；
  but　the　wisdom　of　the　old　〃sly…boots〃　did　not　serve　the　passions　of
  the　moment；　and　he　obtained　but　little　attention。
  The　conference　between　the　lawyer　and　Birotteau　was　short。　The　vicar
  came　back　quite　terrified。
  〃He　wants　me　to　sign　a　paper　stating　my　relinquishment　of　domicile。〃
  〃That's　formidable　language！〃　said　the　naval　lieutenant。
  〃What　does　it　mean？〃　asked　Madame　de　Listomere。
  〃Merely　that　the　abbe　must　declare　in　writing　his　intention　of　leaving
  Mademoiselle　Gamard's　house；〃　said　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne；　taking　a
  pinch　of　snuff。
  〃Is　that　all？〃　said　Madame　de　Listomere。　〃Then　sign　it　at　once；〃　she
  added；　turning　to　Birotteau。　〃If　you　positively　decide　to　leave　her
  house；　there　can　be　no　harm　in　declaring　that　such　is　your　will。〃
  Birotteau's　will！
  〃That　is　true；〃　said　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne；　closing　his　snuff…box　with
  a　gesture　the　significance　of　which　it　is　impossible　to　render；　for　it
  was　a　language　in　itself。　〃But　writing　is　always　dangerous；〃　he　added；
  putting　his　snuff…box　on　the　mantelpiece　with　an　air　and　manner　that
  alarmed　the　vicar。
  Birotteau　was　so　bewildered　by　the　upsetting　of　all　his　ideas；　by　the
  rapidity　of　events　which　found　him　defenceless；　by　the　ease　with　which
  his　friends　were　settling　the　most　cherished　matters　of　his　solitary
  life；　that　he　remained　silent　and　motionless　as　if　moonstruck；
  thinking　of　nothing；　though　listening　and　striving　to　understand　the
  meaning　of　the　rapid　sentences　the　assembled　company　addressed　to　him。
  He　took　the　paper　Monsieur　Caron　had　given　him　and　read　it；　as　if　he
  were　giving　his　mind　to　the　lawyer's　document；　but　the　act　was　merely
  mechanical。　He　signed　the　paper；　by　which　he　declared　that　he　left
  Mademoiselle　Gamard's　house　of　his　own　wish　and　will；　and　that　he　had
  been　fed　and　lodged　while　there　according　to　the　terms　originally
  agreed　upon。　When　the　vicar　had　signed　the　document；　Monsieur　Caron
  took　it　and　asked　where　his　client　was　to　send　the　things　left　by　the
  abbe　in　her　house　and　belonging　to　him。　Birotteau　replied　that　they
  could　be　sent　to　Madame　de　Listomere's；that　lady　making　him　a　sign
  that　she　would　receive　him；　never　doubting　that　he　would　soon　be　a
  canon。　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne　asked　to　see　the　paper；　the　deed　of
  relinquishment；　which　the　abbe　had　just　signed。　Monsieur　Caron　gave　it
  to　him。
  〃How　is　this？〃　he　said　to　the　vicar　after　reading　it。　〃It　appears　that
  written　documents　already　exist　between　you　and　Mademoiselle　Gamard。
  Where　are　they？　and　what　do　they　stipulate？〃
  〃The　deed　is　in　my　library；〃　replied　Birotteau。
  〃Do　you　know　the　tenor　of　it？〃　said　Monsieur　de　Bourbonne　to　the
  lawyer。
  〃No；　monsieur；〃　said　Caron；　stretching　out　his　hand　to　regain　the
  fatal　document。
  〃Ha！〃　thought　the　old　man；　〃you　know；　my　good　friend；　what　that　deed
  contains；　but　you　are　not　paid　to　tell　us；〃　and　he　returned　the　paper
  to　the　lawyer。
  〃Where　can　I　put　my　things？〃　cried　Birotteau；　〃my　books；　my　beautiful
  book…shelves；　and　pictures；　my　red　furniture；　and　all　my　treasures？〃
  The　helpless　despair　of　the　poor　man　thus　torn　up　as　it　were　by　the
  roots　was　so　artless；　it　showed　so　plainly　the　purity　of　his　ways　and
  his　ignorance　of　the　things　of　life；　that　Madame