[The Malady of the Century by Max Nordau]@TWC D-Link bookThe Malady of the Century CHAPTER XI 61/80
I am the first who found the table ready spread for him, and who knows if it has been an advantage to me." "Now you are making fun of my ancestors, you disagreeable man--when did I ever say such a silly thing ?" "I never said you did, but you asked an explanation of the German philosopher, and the German philosopher has done his best to give you one." She locked her pocketbook in the cabinet again, and there the matter ended between them. The rest of the household, which seemed to accept the establishing of the new guest without the faintest surprise, consisted, beside Anne, of the man-servant Auguste, a young, knowing-looking southern Frenchman, with a clean-shaven, lackey's face, the old Spanish cook Isabel, a colossal, unwieldly, hippopotamus-like person with a red nose, watery, bloodshot eyes, and a strident voice, and Don Pablo, who seemed to be a mixture of servant, major-domo, and the confidential attendant of the old plays.
Pilar esteemed him highly, and always spoke of him in terms of respect.
According to her, he came of a good Catalonian family, had served with the Carlists and received titles and orders of distinction from Don Carlos.
After the downfall of the cause for which he had fought he had come to Paris like so many of his compatriots and Pilar had rescued him from terrible want.
He did not live in the house, but had an attic somewhere in the town.
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