CANDIDE AND MARTIN, WHILE THUS REASONING WITH
EACH OTHER, DRAW NEAR TO THE COAST OF FRANCE
At length they descried the coast of France, when Candide said to Martin,
"Pray Monsieur Martin, were you ever in France?"
"Yes, sir", said Martin, "I have been in several provinces of that kingdom. In
some, one half of the people are fools and madmen; in some, they are too
artful; in others, again, they are, in general, either very good-natured or
very brutal; while in others, they affect to be witty, and in all, their ruling
passion is love, the next is slander, and the last is to talk nonsense."
"But, pray, Monsieur Martin, were you ever in Paris?"
"Yes, sir, I have been in that city, and it is a place that contains the several
species just described; it is a chaos, a confused multitude, where everyone
seeks for pleasure without being able to find it; at least, as far as I have
observed during my short stay in that city. At my arrival I was robbed of all I
had in the world by pickpockets and sharpers, at the fair of Saint-Germain. I
was taken up myself for a robber, and confined in prison a whole week;
after which I hired myself as corrector to a press in order to get a little
money towards defraying my expenses back to Holland on foot. I knew the
whole tribe of scribblers, malcontents, and fanatics. It is said the people of
that city are very polite; I believe they may be."
"For my part, I have no curiosity to see France", said Candide. "You may
easily conceive, my friend, that after spending a month in El Dorado, I can
desire to behold nothing upon earth but Miss Cunegonde. I am going to wait
for her at Venice. I intend to pass through France, on my way to Italy. Will
you not bear me company?"
"With all my heart", said Martin. "They say Venice is agreeable to none but
noble Venetians, but that, nevertheless, strangers are well received there
when they have plenty of money; now I have none, but you have, therefore I
will attend you wherever you please."
"Now we are upon this subject", said Candide, "do you think that the earth
was originally sea, as we read in that great book which belongs to the
captain of the ship?"
"I believe nothing of it", replied Martin, "any more than I do of the many
other chimeras which have been related to us for some time past."
"But then, to what end", said Candide, "was the world formed?"
"To make us mad", said Martin.
"Are you not surprised", continued Candide, "at the love which the two girls
in the country of the Oreillons had for those two monkeys? -You know I
have told you the story."
"Surprised?" replied Martin, "not in the least. I see nothing strange in this
passion. I have seen so many extraordinary things that there is nothing
extraordinary to me now."
"Do you think", said Candide, "that mankind always massacred one another
as they do now? Were they always guilty of lies, fraud, treachery,
ingratitude, inconstancy, envy, ambition, and cruelty? Were they always
thieves, fools, cowards, gluttons, drunkards, misers, calumniators,
debauchees, fanatics, and hypocrites?"
"Do you believe", said Martin, "that hawks have always been accustomed to
eat pigeons when they came in their way?"
"Doubtless", said Candide.
"Well then", replied Martin, "if hawks have always had the same nature, why
should you pretend that mankind change theirs?"
"Oh", said Candide, "there is a great deal of difference; for free will-" and
reasoning thus they arrived at Bordeaux.