Bildungsromans; France -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Villages -- France -- Fiction
A whole troop of people escorted her; Swann himself,
four or five fellows from the Club, who had been to call upon her that
morning or whom she had met in the street: and their black or grey
agglomeration, obedient to her every gesture, performing the almost
mechanical movements of a lifeless setting in which Odette was framed,
gave to this woman, in whose eyes alone was there any intensity, the air
of looking out in front of her, from among all those men, as from a
window behind which she had taken her stand, and made her emerge there,
frail but fearless, in the nudity of her delicate colours, like the
apparition of a creature of a different species, of an unknown race, and
of almost martial strength, by virtue of which she seemed by herself a
match for all her multiple escort. Smiling, rejoicing in the fine
weather, in the sunshine which had not yet become trying, with the air
of calm assurance of a creator who has accomplished his task and takes
no thought for anything besides; certain that her clothes--even though
the vulgar herd should fail to appreciate them--were the smartest
anywhere to be seen, she wore them for herself and for her friends,
naturally, without exaggerated attention to them but also without
absolute detachment; not preventing the little bows of ribbon upon her
bodice and skirt from floating buoyantly upon the air before her, like
separate creatures of whose presence there she was not unconscious, but
was indulgent enough to let them play if they chose, keeping their own
rhythm, provided that they accompanied her where she led the way; and
even upon her mauve parasol, which, as often as not, she had not yet
"put up" when she appeared on the scene, she let fall now and then, as
though upon a bunch of Parma violets, a gaze happy and so kindly that,
when it was fastened no longer upon her friends but on some inanimate
object, her eyes still seemed to smile. She thus kept open, she made her
garments occupy that interval of smartness, of which the men with whom
she was on the most familiar terms respected both the existence and its
necessity, not without shewing a certain deference, as of profane
visitors to a shrine, an admission of their own ignorance, an interval
over which they recognised that their friend had (as we recognise that a
sick man has over the special precautions that he has to take, or a
mother over her children's education) a competent jurisdiction. No less
than by the court which encircled her and seemed not to observe the
passers-by, Mme. Swann by the lateness of her appearance there at once
suggested those rooms in which she had spent so long, so leisurely a
morning and to which she must presently return for luncheon; she seemed
to indicate their proximity by the unhurrying ease of her progress, like
the turn that one takes up and down one's own garden of those rooms one
would have said that she was carrying about her still the cool, the
indoor shade.
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