The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume 4Maupassant, Guy de
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The Works of Guy de Maupassant, Volume 4
Maupassant, Guy de
French fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, French -- Translations into English
The man, thereupon, obeying this direction, freed himself with a brutal
shake; and the comrades formed themselves into a band once more, pursued
by the filthy insults of the exasperated wench, while other women, all
along the alley, in front of them, came out past their doors, attracted
by the noise, and in hoarse voices threw out to them invitations coupled
with promises. They went on, then, more and more stimulated, from the
combined effects of the coaxings and the seductions held out as baits to
them by the choir of portresses of love all over the upper part of the
street, and the ignoble maledictions hurled at them by the choir at the
lower end--the despised choir of disappointed wenches. From time to time,
they met another band--soldiers marching along with spurs jingling at
their heels--sailors again--isolated citizens--clerks in business houses.
On all sides might be seen fresh streets, narrow, and studded all over
with those equivocal lanterns. They pursued their way still through this
labyrinth of squalid habitation, over those greasy pavements through
which putrid water was oozing, between those walls filled with women's
flesh.
At last, Duclos made up his mind, and, drawing up before a house of
rather attractive exterior, made all his companions follow him in there.
PART II
Then followed a scene of thorough going revelry. For four hours the six
sailors gorged themselves with love and wine. Six months' pay was thus
wasted.
In the principal room in the tavern they were installed as masters,
gazing with malignant glances at the ordinary customers, who were seated
at the little tables in the corners, where one of the girls, who was
left free to come and go, dressed like a big baby or a singer at a
cafe-concert, went about serving them, and then seated herself near them.
Each man, on coming in, had selected his partner, whom he kept all the
evening, for the vulgar taste is not changeable. They had drawn three
tables close up to them; and, after the first bumper, the procession
divided into two parts, increased by as many women as there were seamen,
had formed itself anew on the staircase. On the wooden steps, the four
feet of each couple kept tramping for some time, while this long file of
lovers got swallowed up behind the narrow doors leading into the
different rooms.
Then they came down again to have a drink, and, after they had returned
to the rooms descended the stairs once more.
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