It is a piece of wood, plastered with mortar and white-washed on the outside only, and within it, on the side next the street, is fixed a statue, also of wood, but coloured to look exactly like stone, and the whole piece, together with the statue, moves upon concealed hinges. All at once De Scudéri heard a continuous fire of abuse and cursing, and perceived a man making his way through the thick of the crowd by the help of his fists and by punching people in the ribs. my precious liege! I couldn't help myself; I had to come. Wealth, a lucrative office, a beautiful and perhaps too young a wife--any of these was sufficient to draw down upon the possessor this persecution unto death. he continued in a sharp tone, piercing me through and through with his glittering eyes; 'do you hesitate? Madeleine de Scudéry (1607-1701) was the most prolific and successful French serially published novelist of heroic epic plots in her time, read throughout Europe and translated into English, German, Italian, and Arabic. But when De Scudéri asked her on her conscience what she should really do in her (Scudéri's) place, De Maintenon replied earnestly and decisively, "Far sooner throw the ornaments into the Seine than ever wear them.". She was quite inconsolable and went off to Madame de Maintenon; but she assured her that the king maintained a strict silence about the matter, and it would not be advisable to remind him of it. When Madelon had left us I rose to return to the workshop. [clarification needed], Mademoiselle de Scudéry is also featured prominently in Madeleine: One of Love's Jansenists, a novel published in 1919 by modernist writer Hope Mirrlees. However vile a murderer Brusson may be, I would never, never deceive him in that villainous way. She hoped, and rightly, to find in it an explanation of the mystery. I saw again vividly Cardillac's bloody deed, which had been perpetrated on the spot where I sat. Your cause is won.". I felt myself to make sure whether I were not being mocked by some hideous dream; I fancied I must soon wake up and wonder at the preposterous delusion. No, I have quite broken off with that goldsmith, and should never think about him more, were it not that the horrid recollection of him being carried past me after he had been murdered so often recurs to my mind." All my mother's efforts to release herself from the stiffened arms of the corpse proved futile. Nevertheless the only proof he gave that her words were not falling upon totally deaf ears was a slight and well-nigh mocking smile; and in the same way he heard her protestations and admonitions, which were frequently interrupted by tears, that the judge was not the enemy of the accused, but must also duly give heed to anything that spoke in his favour. And when he came nearer she saw that his piercing eyes were riveted upon her. What is he going to do?' And now----" "Indeed, honoured lady," replied Olivier calmly and composedly, "indeed you never could, I suppose, have any the least idea that the boy whom you fondled with all a mother's tenderness, into whose mouth you never tired of putting sweets and candies as you tossed him on your lap, whom you called by the most caressing names, would, when grown up to be a young man, one day stand before you accused of an atrocious crime. Hastily pulling to the door of her chamber, which she had left standing open, she planted herself before it, and said in a strong firm voice, "I tell you what, your mad behaviour in the house here, corresponds but ill with your plaintive words outside; I see clearly that I let my pity be excited on a wrong occasion. This done I experienced a calmness, a satisfaction in my soul, which I had never yet experienced. He threw himself at the king's feet and besought as a favour at his hands that he might not be asked to do any work for him. I only wanted to see if the stabbed man might still be saved.' It has been proved to absolute certainty that Cardillac never left the house that night, and so, of course, Olivier's assertion that he went out with him is an impudent lie. There De Scudéri observed Desgrais, and at his feet a young girl, as beautiful as the day, with dishevelled hair, only half dressed, and her countenance stamped with desperate anxiety and wild with despair. Discover Mademoiselle de Scudéri by E.T.A. Are you mad?" Desgrais! It was Cardillac alone who, active in wickedness, sought for his victims and found them throughout the entire city. He died bowed to the earth with pain, and broken with trouble, immediately after he had succeeded in placing me as apprentice to a goldsmith. A fleeting blush passed across his face; his eye wandered past De Maintenon; he read the petition which Madelon had presented to him, and then said mildly and kindly, "I am quite ready to believe, my dear child, that you are convinced of your lover's innocence; but let us hear what the Chambre Ardente has got to say to it." Suddenly making up her mind, she replied with dignity, "God will give me firmness and self-command, Bring Brusson here; I will speak with him.". Terrified, Martinière sprang to her assistance, and so also did Baptiste. The morning light began to glimmer and was stronger and stronger; an officer's hat decorated with feathers lay before me on the pavement. I got a small ring to finish. "Then you have completely forgotten Anne Guiot?" "The situation in which I now found myself fixed at my master's may be easily imagined. Often the unfortunate did not reach the house where he expected to meet with the reward of his passion; often he fell on the threshold, nay, at the very chamber door of his mistress, who was horrified at finding the bloody corpse. My distress deepened to despair when on the following day Cardillac talked about nothing else but the magnificent ornaments which he had seen before his eyes during the night. One of the earliest examples of the classic murder mystery, Hoffman’s remarkable book has been the inspiration for a host of thriller and crime writers. When I was working with the old man in the shop, I could never look him in the face; and I was hardly able to speak a word, owing to the awful dread with which I trembled whenever near the villain, who fulfilled all the duties of a faithful and tender father, and of a good citizen, whilst the night veiled his monstrous iniquity. [1], Her lengthy novels, such as Artamène, ou le Grand Cyrus (10 vols., 1648–53), Clélie (10 vols., 1654–61), Ibrahim, ou l'illustre Bassa (4 vols., 1641), Almahide, ou l'esclave reine (8 vols., 1661–63) were the delight of Europe, commended by other literary figures such as Madame de Sévigné. Mademoiselle silently pointed to a low chair which stood beside him, and he slowly sank down upon it. But since I do not wish you, respected lady, to conceive of me as a monster of hard-heartedness and cruelty, suffer me in a few words to put clearly before you the guilt of this young reprobate, who, thank Heaven, has been overtaken by the avenging arm of justice. Madeleine de Scudéry, 17th C. By Penelope Whitworth. The rest fell to the coffers of the Church of St. Eustace. But you, I know, cling to another opinion, which is based, to be sure, upon the protestations of the accused, as it is said; with me, however, it is otherwise. Recollect how your mistress's anger would rest upon you for ever, if she learned that you had had the hard-heartedness to turn an unfortunate man away from her door when he came to supplicate her assistance." Brusson fell upon his knees before Mademoiselle, and raised his folded hands in entreaty, whilst copious tears ran down his cheeks. You ought to be my advocate in Parliament and plead my causes, for, by St. Denis, there's nobody on earth could withstand your eloquence; and yet," he continued, "and yet when Virtue herself has taken a man under her own protection, is he not safe from all base accusations, from the Chambre Ardente and all other tribunals in the world?" Dedicated to Love and Friendship" ["Taschenbuch für das Jahr 1820. the anxiety and fear I have had! If Cardillac only had his ornaments in his hands again, you were saved. And yet she had a most clear conception that she ought not to hesitate at any sacrifice to avert this monstrous perversion of justice which was on the point of being committed. No sooner was any valuable ornament purchased than, no matter how or where kept, it vanished in an inconceivable way. De Scudéri turned pale and looked down upon him without being able to utter a word. Orphaned at the age of six,Scudéry entered into the care of her uncle, an ecclesiastic whoprovided her with an extensive education. [2] This text was a means to justify women's participation in rhetoric and literary culture. De Scudéri now found words and poured them out in a stream of glowing thanks. "'I had just completed a valuable ornament for a courtier, and knew that he intended it for an opera-dancer. The house door is provided with a ponderous lock, which on locking and unlocking makes a loud grating echoing noise; moreover, the wings of the door squeak and creak horribly on their hinges, so that, as we have proved by repeated experiments, the noise is heard all the way up to the garrets. "No," she said to herself, "it is only a pure heart which is capable of such happy oblivion.". But here, here--take this. But what was still worse, any one who ventured to wear jewellery on his person at night was robbed, and often murdered even, either in the public street or in the dark passage of a house. "Every moment the danger increased. yes, it was he! But one thing there was about him that was quite inexplicable. Who knows whether it is not some poor man being pursued and wants protection from Mademoiselle, who is always ready to do an act of kindness? By the faint moonlight I saw that it was Marquis de la Fare. 'My master walked fifteen, nay, fully twenty paces in front of me, and I followed him.' A muttered wave of applause swept through the crowd. He bent his steps towards the Rue St. Honoré; my heart trembled with apprehension. I don't want to know anything about his secrets; in any case they would be locked up within my own bosom as if they were a holy confession made to a priest" "Perhaps," rejoined Desgrais with a subtle smile, "perhaps, Mademoiselle, you would alter your mind after you had heard Brusson. tell me what it all means." And then you, Martinière,--you may describe the stranger's appearance as frightful as you like, yet I cannot believe that his intentions were evil. Pretty stones--magnificent stones; only let me make them up for you. At any rate, it is undoubtedly true that she was in the habit of serving the guests whom she invited to her house with poisoned pigeon pie. : Mademoiselle de Scudéri (Fantasy and Horror Classics) entitled ‘Mademoiselle de Scuderi,’ does not contain an overtly supernatural theme. Now that the monster who had been able to direct his secret murderous weapons against both friend and foe alike unpunished was out of the world, the Parisians breathed freely once more. I wore a light shirt of mail under my tunic. Media in category "Madeleine de Scudéry" The following 13 files are in this category, out of 13 total. exclaimed De Scudéri when she had again recovered herself to some extent. Cardillac was still alive. The people were pouring into the Rue Nicaise, to the house where Cardillac lived, and were gathering about his door, shouting, screaming, and creating a wild tumult of noise; and they were with difficulty prevented by the Maréchaussée, who had drawn a cordon round the house, from forcing their way in. Nevertheless after a lapse of some minutes the king came back again; after traversing the room once or twice at a quick pace, he planted himself immediately in front of De Scudéri and, throwing his arms behind his back, said in almost an undertone, yet without looking at her, "I should very much like to see your Madelon." already another assassinated by these demons! She took them out of the case; and whilst she was praising the exquisite workmanship of the necklace, Martinière was eyeing the valuable bracelets, and crying time after time, that the vain Lady Montespan herself had no such ornaments as these. said Olivier, smiling bitterly, "Desgrais is waking up his myrmidons, as though I could make my escape here. Free shipping for many products! 10 of Le Grand Cyrus the author paints herself. At the end of three days he hoped to be in possession of this extraordinary secret, which it might be presumed would bring wonders to light. your Majesty," broke in De Scudéri, taking up the jest and carrying it on, "would it indeed beseem a deeply sorrowful bride to adorn herself in this splendid fashion? Your sagacious mind will then bid you look with scorn upon your own good kindness, which does you so much honour, but which would never under any circumstances be fitting in me. "Oh! Running off home with breathless speed and up into his workshop, he begins to hammer away, and at the week's end has produced a masterpiece of art But when the customer comes prepared to pay with joy the insignificant sum demanded, and expecting to take the finished ornament away with him, Cardillac gets testy, rude, obstinate, and hard to deal with. Later I experienced to the full and with keen consciousness in what a state of crushing want and of deep distress my parents lived. Last evening I told her I would give my consent to her dearest wishes, and would come and fetch you to-day. Dark thoughts swept into my mind when I saw this contrivance; it appeared to have been built with a predestined view to such deeds as yet remained unknown to myself. Then let him hurry off to La Regnie and say, 'I saw a man stabbed in the Rue St. Honoré, and as I stood close beside the corpse another man sprang forward and stooped down over the dead body; but on finding signs of life in him he lifted him on his shoulders and carried him away. Under a thousand pretexts he put off the owner from week to week, and from month to month. almost sank upon his knees as Mademoiselle proceeded to press upon a projecting steel knob; then the lid flew back with a noisy jerk. De Scudéri gave her the open casket; and the Marchioness, on seeing the costly jewellery, could not help uttering a loud cry of admiration. ", De Scudéri bent her eyes upon the floor in reflection. As Cardillac mentioned your name, Mademoiselle, I seemed to see a dark veil thrown aside, revealing the fair, bright picture of my early happy childhood days in gay and cheerful colours. it is horrible! Martinière at once carefully locked the necklace and bracelets in the casket again, and thought that the wisest plan would be to hand it over to the Minister of Police, and to confide to him every thing connected with the appearance of the young man who had caused them so much uneasiness, and the way in which he had placed the casket in her hands. It will readily be believed that Desgrais' story received all sorts of ornamental additions. Contemporary readers also enjoyed these novels because they gave a glimpse into the life of important society figures. So René Cardillac belongs to the murderous band which has so long made our good city a mere bandits' haunt?" But to continue--I led a hard life with my master, albeit I soon got to be the best workman, and at last even surpassed my master himself. How would it be if you came back to work in my shop? And she's screaming and crying, and protesting that Olivier is innocent, quite innocent. ho! Whilst speaking De Maintenon had forced the casket into Mademoiselle's hand; and now Cardillac again fell upon his knees and kissed De Scudéri's gown and hands, sighing and gasping, weeping and sobbing; then he jumped up and ran off like a madman, as fast as he could run, upsetting chairs and tables in his senseless haste, and making the glasses and porcelain tumble together with a ring and jingle and clash. Sainte Croix therefore, when engaged in its manufacture, always wore a mask made of fine glass. 'What is the meaning of that? As you are now circumstanced there can be no thought of treachery on your part, and so you may now know all.' Day and night the person for whom I had done the work stood before my eyes like a spectre, adorned with my jewellery, whilst a voice whispered in my ears, "Yes, it's yours; yes it's yours. Somehow, I can't say how, a strong feeling of suspicion was aroused in my mind against the old reprobate when he brought me an ornament I had ordered and was so visibly disturbed on giving it to me; and then he inquired particularly for whom I wanted the ornament, and also questioned my valet in the most artful way as to when I was in the habit of visiting a certain lady. But let us be cautious." Accept this little present as an effort on my behalf to show my deep respect and devotion." Mademoiselle de Scuderi (or Scudery depending on translation) is a novella written by E. T. A. Hoffmann in 1819. The ornaments I retained, and will now send them to Mademoiselle de Scudéri in the name of the persecuted band of robbers as a token of my respect and gratitude. "But do you know you are bringing innocent Brusson to the scaffold?" : Mademoiselle de Scudéri (Fantasy and Horror Classics) entitled ‘Mademoiselle de Scuderi,’ does not contain an overtly supernatural theme. Whereupon De Scudéri replied, "Miossens' evidence--an examination of Cardillac's house--my heart-felt conviction--and oh! "Thank Heaven!" [2] Other works devoted to conversations, pertaining to the education of women include: "The Slave Queen" (1660), "Mathilda of Aguilar, a Spanish Tale," (1667), and "The Versailles Promenade, or the Tale of Celanire" (1669). "Yon abandoned wretch is her lover. For a considerable period all his efforts, however zealously they were prosecuted, remained fruitless; it was reserved for the crafty Desgrais to discover the most secret haunts of the criminals. Meanwhile Cardillac had risen to his feet again; and whilst persistently holding out the casket towards De Scudéri he said, like one distracted--and his looks were wild and uneasy,--"Have pity upon me, Mademoiselle, and take the ornaments. She inquired minutely whether there had ever been a quarrel between master and journeyman, whether Olivier was perhaps not subject occasionally to those hasty fits of passion which often attack even the most good-natured of men like a blind madness, impelling the commission of deeds which appear to be done quite independent of voluntary action. De Scudéri was so enraptured at finding her conviction of Brusson's innocence confirmed in such a decisive manner that she did not scruple to tell the Count all, since he already knew of Cardillac's iniquity, and to exhort him to accompany her to see D'Andilly. Whispering these words, he snatched the light from La Martinière, extinguished it, and then forced a casket into her hands. The husband trembled at his wife, the father at his son, the sister at the brother. I leapt up full of fury; threw on my mantle, went down by the secret stairs, through the wall, and into the Rue Nicaise. Olivier was so distressed he could not go on. you saw the poor devil?" The poet, Mademoiselle de Scuderi, a wealthy and elderly poet, is sucked into. And he must continue to do so, for even if he succeeded in proving his statements by pointing out the secret exit and the accumulated store of stolen jewellery, he would still be liable to death as a partner in Cardillac's guilt. La Martinière came running forward to meet her mistress, and Baptiste behind her; the faces of both were radiant with joy; both cried delighted, "He is here! of Georges de Scudéry (army captain) and Madeleine de Martel de Goutimesnil; sister of Georges de Scudéry (soldier and playwright who m. The longer Mademoiselle allowed her eyes to rest upon his face, the more forcibly was she reminded of some loved person, whom she could not in any way clearly call to mind. But vain are all our efforts to get him to utter a single word more; even the threat of torture has been of no avail. She fancied she had acted frivolously and even criminally in having delayed to grasp the hand which the unhappy wretch, who was sinking into the abyss of ruin, was stretching up towards her; nay, she was even haunted by the thought that she had had it in her power to prevent a fatal event from taking place or an enormous crime from being committed. And during the night she has blossomed up like a rose, and is now waiting for you with all the longing impatience of love. And so, somewhere about half-past nine it seems, his old housekeeper went into the kitchen (to get into which she had to cross the passage) for a light, and then came and sat down at the table beside Master Claude with an old Chronicle, out of which she read; whilst the old man, following the train of his thoughts, first sat down in his easy-chair, and then stood up again, and paced softly and slowly up and down the room in order to bring on weariness and sleepiness. Chancing to cast her eyes upon them, De Scudéri hid her face with abhorrence, and bade Martinière take the fearful jewellery away at once, that very moment, for the blood of the murdered victims was still adhering to it. Only now and again he uttered an indistinct "Hm!--So!--Ho! But so often as I thought seriously about setting to work upon it, I was overwhelmed by this unaccountable apprehension, so that I gave up the project altogether. The work turned out better than the best I had ever previously done; but my heart was torn at the thought of parting from the ornaments, for they had become my pet jewels. De Maintenon, faithful to her principle of never speaking to the king on any subject that was disagreeable, refused to take any steps in the affair; and so Brusson's fate rested entirely in De Scudéri's hands. He realised the hopes which had deceived his father and had brought him at last to his grave. You shall take her the ornaments.' De Scudéri shuddered involuntarily. Her father--this girl!" And am I, who have been faithful to virtue, and of blameless piety from my earliest childhood until now,--am I to be accused of the crime of making such a diabolical compact?". He had honoured his master highly, as though he had been his own father; and the latter had fully reciprocated this affection, and had chosen Brusson, in spite of his poverty, to be his son-in-law, since his skill was equal to his faithfulness and the nobleness of his character. exclaimed Mademoiselle. The name Scudéri has been found on La Voisin's list, has it not, eh?" [1] She was at once admitted to the Hôtel de Rambouillet coterie of préciosité, and afterwards established a salon of her own under the title of the Société du samedi (Saturday Society). "Mademoiselle de Scuderi" (1819) is a foundational text in the history of historical fiction, crime fiction, and detective fiction--an important precedent for Poe, say. He led the way into her father's workshop, with an unsteady gait, and she followed him. are you Olivier? "O God! what an insult!" she asked, turning round quickly to the President. Passionate, unprincipled, hypocritically feigning to be pious, and yet inclined from his youth up to all kinds of vice, jealous, revengeful even to madness, the Captain could not have met with any more welcome information than that contained in Exili's diabolical secret, since it would give him the power to annihilate all his enemies. The king, dissatisfied with this wavering answer, folded up the paper, and was going back to the Secretary of State, who was working in the next room, when on casting a glance sideways his eye fell upon Mademoiselle de Scudéri, who was present in the salon and had taken her seat in a small easy-chair not far from De Maintenon. "Fifteen paces," continued Desgrais in a hollow voice and with difficulty drawing his breath-- "fifteen paces from me the man sprang aside into the shade and disappeared through the wall." Brusson was deeply hurt at these words; he rose hastily to his feet and took a step, backwards, fixing his eyes gloomily on the floor. He laid hold upon me with the strength of a giant, but the surely-aimed blow glanced aside from the iron. what did I feel when I saw the sweet angel? It may be left to your sagacity, Mademoiselle, to do this in the adroitest manner. De Maintenon softly whispered to Mademoiselle, "Isn't she exactly like La Vallière, the little thing? At length, for the sake of doing something. Thus it was believed that Cardinal Bonzy had obtained from La Voisin the means of bringing to an untimely end all those persons to whom, as Archbishop of Narbonne, he was obliged to pay annuities. Then the work gave him no rest; both night and day he was heard hammering in his work-shop, and often when the thing was nearly finished he would suddenly conceive a dislike to the form; he had doubts as to the elegance of the setting of some or other of the jewels, of a little link--quite a sufficient reason for throwing all into the crucible, and beginning the entire work over again. Born in Le Havre on November 15, 1607, Madeleine de Scudéry wasborn into a minor Norman aristocratic family, often dismissed asbourgeois by her critics. Then one of them turned his lamp upon my face and said laughing, 'Why, it's Olivier Brusson, the journeyman goldsmith, who works for our worthy honest Master René Cardillac. "Cardillac, who was intimately acquainted with your habits and ways of life. When there is but a single moment longer in which rescue is still possible, ought assistance to be delayed? This led me to adopt a measure of precaution which is so simple that I cannot comprehend why it did not occur to others, who might then have safeguarded themselves against any murderous assault that threatened them. Oh! Now I knew what my evil Destiny wanted; I had either to yield to it or to perish. I was enraptured to perceive that she loved me. Just on the point of going down the stairs, to the top of which the President had accompanied her with ceremonious courtesy, she was suddenly struck by a strange thought, at which she herself was surprised. And then, I must confess, I cannot help feeling that there is something strangely uneasy and awe-inspiring about Cardillac's behaviour. The bright beams of morning broke in through the window. Hence the boy grew quite accustomed to her, and would just as willingly be with her as with his mother. 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