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Victor Hugo - The Man Who Laughs - Cosmopolitan University 2

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"Madam," said the queen to Josiana, "he is cleverer than we."<br />

For a man like Barkilphedro to approach the queen was to obtain a hold<br />

on her. He could say, "I hold her." Now, he wanted a means of taking<br />

advantage of his power for his own benefit. He had his foothold in the<br />

court. To be settled there was a fine thing. No chance could now escape<br />

him. More than once he had made the queen smile maliciously. This was<br />

having a licence to shoot. But was there any preserved game? Did this<br />

licence to shoot permit him to break the wing or the leg of one like the<br />

sister of her Majesty? <strong>The</strong> first point to make clear was, did the queen<br />

love her sister? One false step would lose all. Barkilphedro watched.<br />

Before he plays the player looks at the cards. What trumps has he?<br />

Barkilphedro began by examining the age of the two women. Josiana,<br />

twenty-three; Anne, forty-one. So far so good. He held trumps. <strong>The</strong><br />

moment that a woman ceases to count by springs, and begins to count by<br />

winters, she becomes cross. A dull rancour possesses her against the<br />

time of which she carries the proofs. Fresh-blown beauties, perfumes for<br />

others, are to such a one but thorns. Of the roses she feels but the<br />

prick. It seems as if all the freshness is stolen from her, and that<br />

beauty decreases in her because it increases in others.<br />

To profit by this secret ill-humour, to dive into the wrinkle on the<br />

face of this woman of forty, who was a queen, seemed a good game for<br />

Barkilphedro.<br />

Envy excels in exciting jealousy, as a rat draws the crocodile from its<br />

hole.<br />

Barkilphedro fixed his wise gaze on Anne. He saw into the queen as one<br />

sees into a stagnant pool. <strong>The</strong> marsh has its transparency. In dirty<br />

water we see vices, in muddy water we see stupidity; Anne was muddy<br />

water.<br />

Embryos of sentiments and larvæ of ideas moved in her thick brain. <strong>The</strong>y<br />

were not distinct; they had scarcely any outline. But they were<br />

realities, however shapeless. <strong>The</strong> queen thought this; the queen desired<br />

that. To decide what was the difficulty. <strong>The</strong> confused transformations<br />

which work in stagnant water are difficult to study. <strong>The</strong> queen,<br />

habitually obscure, sometimes made sudden and stupid revelations. It was<br />

on these that it was necessary to seize. He must take advantage of them<br />

on the moment. How did the queen feel towards the Duchess Josiana? Did<br />

she wish her good or evil?<br />

Here was the problem. Barkilphedro set himself to solve it. This problem<br />

solved, he might go further.<br />

Divers chances served Barkilphedro--his tenacity at the watch above all.<br />

Anne was, on her husband's side, slightly related to the new Queen of<br />

Prussia, wife of the king with the hundred chamberlains. She had her<br />

portrait painted on enamel, after the process of Turquet of Mayerne.<br />

This Queen of Prussia had also a younger illegitimate sister, the<br />

Baroness Drika.<br />

One day, in the presence of Barkilphedro, Anne asked the Russian

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