Not
everything worth reading is hot off the press. In this section, we recommend "something old" that is still well worth
reading. "Something Old" can mean anything from a venerable and antique
classic to a good book first published four or more years ago.
“EUGENIE GRANDET” by Honore de Balzac
(first published in 1833)

When I’ve dealt
with Honore de Balzac before on this blog, I’ve expressed my preference for Le Cousin Pons (my personal favourite),
La Cousine Bette, La Rabouilleuse and Le Pere Goriot, all of which are highly
prized by Balzacians. But it turns out that the Balzac best known to French
students is Eugenie Grandet – so
popular and well-known that a women’s fashion house has been named after it and
it has frequently been dramatized on French television. Again, the reason isn’t
hard to seek. Eugenie Grandet is a
relatively short novel, its plot is fairly uncomplicated, and it does not deal
with the seamier (or more erotic) elements that find their way into some of
Balzac’s novels. So it is perfect for a junior lycee class.
And yet withal a
good novel.
Eugenie Grandet is one of
Balzac’s “scenes of provincial life”, being set in Saumur, mainly in the 1820s.
Old Felix
Grandet, a cooper-turned-vintner, has made himself the richest man in Saumur by
judicious dealings since the revolution. Under the first republic and Napoleon,
he bought up the estate of an exiled aristocratic family and passed for a loyal
servant of the new order simply by looking after his own self-interest. He was
awarded the Legion of Honour. He remains rich under the restored monarchy. But
he is a complete and obsessive miser, living in an unfurnished house with his
wife, his only child Eugenie, and the serving woman Nanon. Through his wife’s
family, he controls even more wealth than that which he has earned. A wealthy
banker and an ambitious lawyer each proposes his son as a suitable spouse for
Eugenie, simply because they hope to marry into miserly Grandet’s wealth.
In 1819, when
Eugenie is 23, her cousin the 22-year-old Parisian dandy and man of fashion
Charles Grandet comes to spend time in Saumur. Little does he know that his
father has sent him there because his father has gone bankrupt and is leaving
Charles in the miser’s care. Charles’ father commits suicide. When Charles
hears the news, he is overcome with grief. Eugenie, the artless small-town
girl, falls completely in love with this sparkling man from the metropolis, her
love mingled with pity. She scandalises her sou-pinching father by having extra
little luxuries (such as a decent breakfast) prepared for Charles. Her
provincial naivete is shown when she reads the letters Charles’ has written to
a noblewoman with whom he has been dallying. Eugenie comes across offhanded
references to herself, and imagines them to be expressions of affection. (It is
somewhat “out of character” and improbable that Eugenie should be reading
somebody else’s private correspondence, but we’ll not quibble.) In return for
some gilt-edged portraits, Eugenie gives Charles the precious collection of
coins, which her father (who really likes to gloat over them himself) has given
her for her birthdays. Charles and Eugenie exchange oaths of remembrance, at
this stage perfectly sincere on both sides.
Meanwhile old
Felix Grandet’s chief concern has been to get rid of Charles and extricate
himself from his brother’s bankruptcy. This he does with every show of
generosity. He sends his factor to Paris to wind up the affairs of Charles’
father with as little expense as possible. And he advances just enough capital
to Charles to send him packing to find his fortune in the Indies.
Eugenie is
shattered to be separated from Charles. 1820 rolls around. Felix Grandet wants
to make his annual, gloating inspection of Eugenie’s precious coin collection.
Eugenie does not have them. In his rage, there are now violent arguments
between father and daughter. Indeed old Grandet confines Eugenie to her room
and puts her on bread and water, and at one stage Eugenie threatens to stab
herself. Old Grandet relents in his punishment of his daughter only when his
wife (who is very much in the background throughout the narrative) dies.
Grandet is aware that Eugenie is the legal heir to his wife’s money, so
domestic peace reigns because Grandet wants to control the wealth that is
legally Eugenie’s.

Eugenie is now
the mistress of the house. She does not burst out into extravagance, continues
to live frugally, but pays the servant Nanon all the arrears in wages that her
father never paid. Nanon is able to marry. Rich people still court the
millionaire spinster Eugenie for her wealth, but she still dreams of Charles.
And what has
really been happening to Charles over the years? He quickly proved to be an
unscrupulous investor and adventurer who made a fortune in the slave trade.
He returned to France a wealthy man in 1825, planning to marry into the peerage
to add nobility to his wealth and refusing to accept any responsibility for any
of his late bankrupt father’s remaining debts. At last he writes to Eugenie,
“freeing” her of any commitment to him, and matter-of-factly explaining that
she would be no asset to his social life.
Of course it
ends unhappily. Selflessly, Eugenie makes a marriage of convenience to a man
who can act as her factor in paying off all Charles’ debts, thus ensuring
Charles’ “happiness”. By the last pages, Eugenie has virtually renounced the
world, lives as simply as her upbringing taught her, gives to charity and (as
her husband-of-convenience is now dead) is quite alone. She who could have been
the perfect wife and mother is possessed only of gold.
In terms of
society and politics, the novel would have carried considerable irony for its
original readers. Written in the early 1830s, after the revolution of 1830,
which overthrew the Bourbons for the last time, the novel shows characters
scrabbling for promotion and advancement under a regime which had already
vanished. Thus there is an inbuilt sense of vanity or futility to their
efforts. Of course it reflects the financial and commercial power of the middle
classes. After all, old Grandet has made his fortune in the unique
circumstances of the first revolution and at the expense of the old aristocracy.
Morally, the
novel seems another illustration of the Balzacian concept of real virtue not
being expedient in this world. Significantly the most positive act of will by
the pure and virginal heroine is her final act of renunciation to advance the
worldly happiness of somebody else. Success in society depends on money and
cunning – not on selfless virtue.
The plot is of
such uni-linear simplicity that it is easy to believe, as the commentaries tell
us, that it “just grew” out of what was originally planned as a simple short
story. Typical Balzacian features are the monomania of old Grandet, the
intrigue over an inheritance, the moments of wild melodrama (Eugenie
brandishing a knife and threatening to stab herself) and a certain structural
clumsiness, with the intrusion of a lengthy account of how old Grandet wrapped
up his brother’s business dealings. (Surprisingly, this account of complicated
financial dealings was the only part of the novel Andre Gide liked.)
But its chief
strength is its portrait of a pinched and vindictive provincial society,
including the grasping rivalry of wealthy families for Eugenie’s hand. When
Charles first enters the story, Balzac twice uses an expressive metaphor in
calling him a “snail which has entered a
beehive”. The outsider, who is a threat, is about to be smothered and stung
in the honeyed self-interest of the locals.
This novel is
still not my favourite Balzac, but, despite the almost unbelievable goodness
[and naivete] of Eugenie, it is a clear and skilful piece of storytelling,
uncluttered and giving a convincing picture of both miserliness and misplaced
love.
One final
thought – a harsh father who thwarts his heiress daughter’s love for a man who,
it turns out, was not really worthy of her attention? This is very much the
plot of Henry James’ Washington Square.
James was no lover of Balzac, but I wonder if he had read Eugenie Grandet.

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