That the criminal conversations of a third among the French population contribute a sum of nearly three thousand millions to that vast circulation of money, the true blood of society, of which the budget is the heart;
That the honest woman not only gives life to the children of the peerage, but also to its financial funds;
That manufacturers owe their prosperity to this systolic movement;
That the honest woman is a being essentially budgetative, and active as a consumer;
That the least decline in public love would involve incalculable miseries to the treasury, and to men of invested fortunes;
That a husband has at least a third of his fortune invested in the inconstancy of his wife, etc.
I am well aware that you are going to open your mouth and talk to me about manners, politics, good and evil. But, my dear victim of the Minotaur, is not happiness the object which all societies should set before them? Is it not this axiom that makes these wretched kings give themselves so much trouble about their people? Well, the honest woman has not, like them, thrones, gendarmes and tribunals; she has only a bed to offer; but if our four hundred thousand women can, by this ingenious machine, make a million celibates happy, do not they attain in a mysterious manner, and without making any fuss, the end aimed at by a government, namely, the end of giving the largest possible amount of happiness to the mass of mankind?
“Yes, but the annoyances, the children, the troubles—”