with the desire and the art he had of everywhere thrusting himself into
the company of the great, as well as that of the women, devotees, and
philosophers. He knew how to accommodate himself to every one. I was
greatly pleased with the man, and spoke of my satisfaction to all my
other acquaintances. Apparently what I said of him came to his ear. He
one day thanked me for having thought him a good-natured man. I observed
something in his forced smile which, in my eyes, totally changed his
physiognomy, and which has since frequently occurred to my mind. I
cannot better compare this smile than to that of Panurge purchasing the
Sheep of Dindenaut. Our acquaintance had begun a little time after my
arrival at the Hermitage, to which place he frequently came to see me. I
was already settled at Montmorency when he left it to go and reside at
Paris. He often saw Madam le Vasseur there. One day, when I least
expected anything of the kind, he wrote to me in behalf of that woman,
informing me that Grimm offered to maintain her, and to ask my permission
to accept the offer. This I understood consisted in a pension of three
hundred livres, and that Madam le Vasseur was to come and live at Deuil,
between the Chevrette and Montmorency. I will not say what impression
the application made on me. It would have been less surprising had Grimm
had ten thousand livres a year, or any relation more easy to comprehend
with that woman, and had not such a crime been made of my taking her to
the country, where, as if she had become younger, he was now pleased to
think of placing her. I perceived the good old lady had no other reason
for asking my permission, which she might easily have done without, but
the fear of losing what I already gave her, should I think ill of the
step she took. Although this charity appeared to be very extraordinary,
it did not strike me so much then as afterwards. But had I known even
everything I have since discovered, I should still as readily have given
my consent as I did and was obliged to do, unless I had exceeded the
offer of M. Grimm. Father Berthier afterwards cured me a little of my