The Vicar of Tours: Large Print
Honoré de Balzac
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(Independently published, July 28, 2020)
Early in the autumn of 1826 the Abbe Birotteau, the principal personage of this history, was overtaken bya shower of rain as he returned home from a friendâs house, where he had been passing the evening. Hetherefore crossed, as quickly as his corpulence would allow, the deserted little square called âThe Cloister,âwhich lies directly behind the chancel of the cathedral of Saint-Gatien at Tours.The Abbe Birotteau, a short little man, apoplectic in constitution and about sixty years old, had alreadygone through several attacks of gout. Now, among the petty miseries of human life the one for which theworthy priest felt the deepest aversion was the sudden sprinkling of his shoes, adorned with silver buckles,and the wetting of their soles. Notwithstanding the woollen socks in which at all seasons he enveloped his feetwith the extreme care that ecclesiastics take of themselves, he was apt at such times to get them a little damp,and the next day gout was sure to give him certain infallible proofs of constancy. Nevertheless, as thepavement of the Cloister was likely to be dry, and as the abbe had won three francs ten sous in his rubberwith Madame de Listomere, he bore the rain resignedly from the middle of the place de lâArcheveche, whereit began to come down in earnest. Besides, he was fondling his chimera,âa desire already twelve years old,the desire of a priest, a desire formed anew every evening and now, apparently, very near accomplishment; inshort, he had wrapped himself so completely in the fur cape of a canon that he did not feel the inclemency ofthe weather. During the evening several of the company who habitually gathered at Madame de Listomereâshad almost guaranteed to him his nomination to the office of canon (then vacant in the metropolitan Chapterof Saint-Gatien), assuring him that no one deserved such promotion as he, whose rights, long overlooked,were indisputable.