Mademoiselle de Maupin, Volume 2 (of 2)Gautier, Théophile
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Mademoiselle de Maupin, Volume 2 (of 2)
Gautier, Théophile
French fiction -- Translations into English
Nothing remained except to make an impression on me and to induce me
to grant him the lover's gift of gratitude, to establish my sex beyond
doubt.--A comedy that we acted, and in which I appeared as a woman,
convinced him completely. I bestowed some equivocal glances upon him,
and used certain passages in my part that bore some analogy to our
situation to embolden him and induce him to declare himself.--For, even
if I did not love him passionately, I was sufficiently attracted by him
not to let him pine away with love where he stood; and as he was the
first one since my transformation to suspect that I was a woman, it was
no more than fair that I should enlighten him on that important point,
and I determined not to leave a shadow of doubt in his mind.
He came to my room several times with his declaration on his lips,
but he dared not put it in words; for after all it is hard to talk of
love to some one who wears the same kind of clothes that you do, and
affects top-boots. At last, being unable to bring himself to the point,
he wrote me a long letter, a most Pindaric production, in which he
explained at great length what I knew better than he.
I don't quite know what I had better do.--Grant his request, or reject
it,--that would be immoderately virtuous;--moreover, it would grieve
him too much to be refused; if we make those who love us unhappy,
what shall we do to those who hate us?--Perhaps it would be more in
accordance with strict propriety to play the cruel for some time, and
to wait at least a month before unclasping the tigress's skin to don
the civilized chemise.--But, as I am determined to yield to him, it is
quite as well to do it at once as later;--I don't think very much of
the noble resistance, mathematically graduated, which abandons one hand
to-day, the other to-morrow, then the foot, then the leg and the knee
as far as the garter only,--or the intractable virtue that is always
ready to clutch the bell-rope if you go a hair's breadth beyond the
limit of the territory they have decided to surrender on that day.--It
makes me laugh to see these methodical Lucreces walking backward with
signs of the most maidenly terror, and casting a furtive glance over
their shoulder from time to time to see if the sofa on which they are
to fall is directly behind them.--I could not take so much trouble.
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