The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume 2Maupassant, Guy de
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The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume 2
Maupassant, Guy de
French fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, French -- Translations into English
"'They were no longer the same, and spoke to me in a totally different
tone of voice.... They tried to come into my dressing-room when I was
changing my dress, and Rapha Ginestous seemed to have lost his head, and
his heart throbbed audibly when he came near me. Yes, he had the
audacity to propose bargains to me which covered my cheeks and forehead
with blushes, and which filled me with disgust, and as I felt a fierce
hatred for him, and detested him with all my soul and all my strength,
as I wished to make him suffer the tortures which he had inflicted upon
me, a hundred fold, I used him as the target at which I was constantly
aiming.
"'Instinctively, I employed every cunning perfidy, every artful
coquetry, every lie, every artifice which upsets the strongest and most
skeptical, and places them at our mercy, like submissive animals. He
loved me, he really loved me, that lascivious goat, who had never seen
anything in a woman except a soft palliasse, and an instrument of
convenience and of forgetfulness. He loved me like old men do love, with
frenzy, with degrading transports, and with the prostration of his will
and of his strength.... I held him like in a leash, and did whatever I
liked with him.
"'I was much more manageress than he was manager, and the poor wretch
wasted away in vain hopes and in useless transports; he had not even
touched the tips of my fingers, and was reduced to bestowing his
caresses on my columbine shoes, my tights, and my wigs. And I care not
_that_ for it, you understand! Not the slightest familiarity, and he
began to grow thin over it, fell ill, and almost became idiotic. And
while he implored me, and promised to marry me, with his eyes full of
tears, I shouted with laughter; I reminded him of how he had beaten,
abused, and humiliated me, and had often made me wish for death. And as
soon as he left me, he emptied bottles of gin and whisky, and got so
abominably drunk that he rolled under the table, in order to drown his
sorrow and forget his desire.
"'He covered me with jewels, and tried everything he could to tempt me
to become his wife, and in spite of my inexperience in life, he
consulted me with regard to everything he undertook, and one evening,
after I had stroked his face with my hand, I persuaded him without any
difficulty, to make his will, by which he left me all his savings, and
the circus and everything belonging to it.
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