French fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, French -- Translations into English
_Countess._ There, there’s paper and ink--blue ink; is that all
right?
_Prince._ Blue ink will do no harm. (_Places himself at a
centre-table._) There! Sit down in front of me, like a muse, and let
us begin without further ceremony, will you?
_Countess._ Very willingly--but it’s rather embarrassing, it seems
to me.
_Prince._ Not at all. It’s very easy. Always the same thing: Two
people who chat about the rain and about fine weather--more or less
wittily, as it happens to come. Well, are you ready?
_Countess._ Yes, yes--go on.
_Prince._ First we must write down the persons: “The Count, the
Countess ----,” is it not?
_Countess._ Yes, of course--but is this to be a _proverbe_?
_Prince._ Yes, it’s a _proverbe_.
_Countess._ But what _proverbe_? That must be decided first.
_Prince._ Oh! Mon Dieu, why? It’s of no use--it will develop
itself in time--it will evolve naturally from the conversation--it will
be the finishing touch.
_Countess._ So be it. Go on.
_Prince._ “The Count, the Countess. First scene--” Well?
_Countess._ Hé!
_Prince._ What is it they say?
_Countess._ But what is the subject?
_Prince._ There is no subject! It is a witty trifle, I told
you--a nothing--an improvisation without substance--a go-as-you-please
conversation--I am not proposing that you should write “The
Misanthrope,”[11] remember.
_Countess._ Yet it is necessary to know what they are to talk
about.
_Prince._ But about nothing--about trifles--you know how those
things are!
_Countess._ But, no, my dear Prince, I know nothing about it--and
no more do you, so it would seem.
_Prince._ Come, chère madame, do not let us quarrel. We said, “The
Count and the Countess,” is it not so? They are in the country--and the
Count is bored, I suppose--
_Countess._ Yes, that’s new enough.
_Prince._ I do not say that it must be new, but at any rate it is
a subject, since you must have one. So then, the Count is bored--and
the Countess--the Countess--
_Countess._ Is bored too, perhaps?
_Prince._ It’s an idea, and with that combination, too, may become
original enough. They are both bored--Well, you see, chère madame,
we are progressing. Let us pass on to the dialogue--That, that’s the
easiest--Once in the dialogue it will go by itself--“The Count--” The
Count--he enters, doesn’t he?
_Countess._ Quite right.
_Prince._ And in entering, he says--
_Countess._ He says?
_Prince._ What?
_Countess._ I am asking you.
_Prince._ Well--he might say, for instance, “Always alone, dear
Countess?”
_Countess._ I see nothing inappropriate in that.
_Prince._ It’s sufficiently the phrase of a bored man--“Always
alone, dear Countess?”
_Countess._ It’s a charming phrase--To which the Countess, who is
always alone, replies?
_Prince._ Wait--yes--perhaps--that is to say, no--that will not do.
_Countess._ Instead of entering the diplomatic service you ought
to devote yourself to literature--with your facility.
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