In the Library
A Harlot High and Low
Honoré de Balzac, 1839
- Form
- Form Novel
- Difficulty
- Difficulty Moderate
- Reading time
- Reading time 14 hours
- Translated by
- Translated by James Waring
- Chapters
- Chapters 59
- Length
- Length 191k words
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Happy love is the divine unction of women; it makes them all as lofty as empresses.
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About the book
The last opera ball of the season, and the whole room turns to look at a beautiful young man who is looking for somebody else. Lucien de Rubempre is back in Paris with money nobody can account for and a Spanish priest at his shoulder, thickset, rolling in his walk, neither Spanish nor a priest, who has decided to make of this boy's life the masterpiece his own could never be. The price is Esther. She loves Lucien with the whole of herself, which is exactly what makes her worth selling, and the buyer is a banker whose money will purchase a name, an estate and a marriage into an old family. Balzac follows the francs down out of the drawing rooms and into the cells beneath the Palais de Justice, where the prisoners speak a slang in which the word for life is grown from the word for dread. Everything in this city converts into money except what the convict feels for the boy, and that is the one thing that brings the whole edifice down.

