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The Works of Guy de Maupassant Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the The Works of Guy de Maupassant novel. A total of 348 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 : The Works of Guy de Maupa.s.sant.Vol. 1.by Guy de Maupa.s.sant.INTRODUCTION BY ARTHUR SY
The Works of Guy de Maupa.s.sant.Vol. 1.by Guy de Maupa.s.sant.INTRODUCTION BY ARTHUR SYMONS The first aim of art, no doubt, is the representation of things as they are. But then things are as our eyes see them and as our minds make them; and it is thus o
- 301 He was seized with a dread, a sudden and horrible dread of this shame being unveiled, and, turning about just as the door opened, he took the little painting and slipped it under the clock without being seen by his father and brother.When he met his mothe
- 302 She did not answer, but seemed racked by some deep and dreadful grief.Her husband tried to take her hands from her face, but she resisted him, repeating: "No, no, no."He appealed to his son."But what is the matter with her? I never saw her
- 303 The path, now less steep, was here almost a road, zigzagging between the huge rocks which had at some former time rolled from the hilltop.Mme. Rosemilly and Jean set off at a run and they were soon on the beach. They crossed it and reached the rocks, whic
- 304 She did not venture to speak to Pierre, knowing that he would return some hard answer; and he dared not address his mother, knowing that in spite of himself he should speak violently. He sat twitching the water-worn pebbles with the end of his cane, switc
- 305 "If humanity alone, if the instinct of natural benevolence which we feel toward all who suffer, were the motive of the acquittal we expect of you, I should appeal to your compa.s.sion, gentlemen of the jury, to your hearts as fathers and as men; but
- 306 "No! For a long time I have been wanting to give you my whole mind!you have given me an opening--so much the worse for you. I love the woman; you know it, and laugh her to scorn in my presence--so much the worse for you. But I will break your viper&#
- 307 "Mother, mother, mother!" And through all her efforts to free herself she was saying: "No, no. I am not your mother now. I am nothing to you, to anybody--nothing, nothing. You have neither father nor mother now, poor boy--good-by."It s
- 308 "And at once. You must, this minute. Do not leave me. I am so afraid of him--so afraid.""Yes, yes; I will hit on some plan. I promise you I will.""But at once; quick, quick! You cannot imagine what I feel when I see him."Then
- 309 She turned to Jean: "You had better go to call him, my child; it hurts his feelings if we do not wait for him.""Yes, mother. I will go."And the young man went. He mounted the stairs with the fevered determination of a man who is about
- 310 "What should hinder you?""I know no one in the Transatlantic s.h.i.+pping Company."Roland was astounded: "And what has become of all your fine schemes for getting on?"Pierre replied in a low voice: "There are times when
- 311 Jean made no reply. He was thinking of the man he had hitherto believed to be his father; and possibly the vague notion he had long since conceived, of that father's inferiority, with his brother's constant irony, the scornful indifference of ot
- 312 He felt that it was odious, indecent, and brutal, and yet it was a relief to him to have uttered it.He never met the eyes either of his mother or his brother; to avoid his gaze theirs had become surprisingly alert, with the cunning of foes who fear to cro
- 313 "To America.""A very fine country, they say."And that was all!Really he was very ill-advised to address her on such a busy day; there were too many people in the cafe.Pierre went down to the sea. As he reached the jetty he descried the
- 314 She pulled herself up, went to her son and offered him first one and then another cheek of white wax which he kissed without saying a word.Then he shook hands with Mme. Rosemilly and his brother, asking: "And when is the wedding to be?""I d
- 315 DREAMS It was after a dinner of friends, of old friends. There were five of them, a writer, a doctor, and three rich bachelors without any profession.They had talked about everything, and a feeling of la.s.situde came on, that feeling of la.s.situde which
- 316 MOONLIGHT Madame Julie Roubere was awaiting her elder sister, Madame Henriette Letore, who had just returned after a trip to Switzerland.The Letore household had left nearly five weeks ago. Madame Henriette had allowed her husband to return alone to their
- 317 Then I beheld an astonis.h.i.+ng landscape. Beyond another forest, a valley, but a valley such as I had never seen before, a solitude of stone ten leagues long, hollowed out between two high mountains, without a field or a tree to be seen. This was the Ni
- 318 An infinite peace, a divine melancholy, a silent serenity surrounded this dead woman, seemed to emanate from her, to evaporate from her into the atmosphere outside and to calm Nature itself.Then the magistrate, still on his knees, his head pressed against
- 319 "Will you be kind enough, dear Monsieur, to cut this cake?"He displayed the utmost readiness, and took off his gloves, flattered at such an honor being conferred on him."Oh, to be sure Madame, with the greatest pleasure."Some distance
- 320 "That's a very good joke, too! Am I to bother my brains about a devil-dodger? At any rate, do me the favor of not ever again having such an old fogy to dinner. Curses on his impudence!""But, my friend, remember his sacred character.&qu
- 321 It seemed to her that till now he had been like a person in a hesitating frame of mind who had suddenly arrived at a determination.This idea came to her one evening as she met his glance, a fixed singular glance which she had not seen in his face before.T
- 322 "A man who speaks with such facility and who is always in good humor could not have such a crime on his conscience."Touched by his argument, the others who were present reflected, and they recalled to mind the long conversations with this man wh
- 323 Now, one evening, just after dinner, Herve, who appeared to be extraordinarily gay, with a sly sort of gaiety, said to me: "Would you like to spend three hours out with the guns, in order to shoot a fox who comes every evening to eat my hens?"I
- 324 I no longer read much; I am too old for that; but I am constantly thinking, or rather dreaming. I do not dream as I used to do long ago.You may recall to mind any wild fancies, the adventures our brains concocted when we were twenty, and all the horizons
- 325 He told me his history. He had not intended to return home this evening, as he had brought with him that very morning a stock of goods to last him three or four days. But he had been so fortunate in disposing of them that he found it necessary to get back
- 326 I stared at this poltroon, who had worked himself into a fit of rage without knowing why, perhaps, owing to an obscure presentiment, the instinct of the deceived male who does not like closed doors. He had talked about her to me in a tender strain; now a.
- 327 He embraced her once more when she made this acknowledgment, and murmured: "What an a.s.s he was! You were not happy with him?"She answered: "No. He was not always jolly."Leuillet felt quite delighted, making a comparison in his own mi
- 328 Then, she said, in nervous tones."I think you must be going mad! Let me alone!"He trembled with fury, so exasperated that he scarcely knew what he was saying, and, shaking her with all his strength, he repeated."Do you hear me? do you hear
- 329 Yes, it was an old lady, an old lady whom he did not recognize, and who, while she smiled, seemed ready to weep.He could not abstain from murmuring: "It is you, Lise?"She replied: "Yes, it is I; it is I, indeed. You would not have known me, isn't that
- 330 And yet I imagined that I was in love for an hour, for a day. I had foolishly yielded to the influence of surrounding circ.u.mstances. I allowed myself to be beguiled by the mirage of an aurora. Would you like me to relate for you this short history?I met
- 331 MOTHER AND SON!!!We were chatting in the smoking-room after a dinner at which only men were present. We talked about unexpected legacies, strange inheritances. Then M. le Brument, who was sometimes called "the ill.u.s.trious master" and at other times t
- 332 "'He did go away."'I have never seen one or the other of them since, monsieur, and thus I have lived for the last twenty years."'Can you imagine what all this meant to me? Can you understand this monstrous punishment, this slow perpetual laceration
- 333 He continued: "Here is the story. It is simple. Juliette had been subject for some time to serious attacks of the heart. We believed that she had disease of that organ, and we were prepared for the worst."One day she was carried into the house cold, lif
- 334 "Ha! and what is the name of this village?"The Prussian replied: "Pharsbourg."He added: "We caught these French blackguards by the ears."And he glanced towards M. Dubuis, laughing into his moustache in an insulting fas.h.i.+on.The train rolled on, a
- 335 In a minute, the Prussian had found two comrades who carried pistols, and they made their way towards the ramparts.The Englishmen were continually looking at their watches, shuffling their feet, and hurrying on with the preparations, uneasy lest they shou
- 336 "You have become a race of serfs, a race of common people. Since the Revolution, it is impossible any longer to recognize society. You have attached big words to every action, and wearisome duties to every corner of existence; you believe in equality and
- 337 "'No, not yet.'"And she went on drinking."She was so in a little while, not so tipsy as to lose her senses, but tipsy enough to tell the truth, as it seemed to me."To her confidences as to her emotions while a young girl succeeded more intimate conf
- 338 The shadows of a balmy night were slowly falling. The women remained in the drawing-room of the villa. The men, seated or astride on garden-chairs, were smoking in front of the door, forming a circle round a table laden with cups and winegla.s.ses.Their c
- 339 "'Perhaps indeed that is so.'"And I, who had seen some very terrible things in my time, began to cry. And I felt, in the presence of this corpse, in that icy cold night, the midst of that gloomy pain, at the sight of this mystery, at t
- 340 "Irene, Irene, what is the matter with you? I implore of you to tell me what is the matter with you?"Then, in the midst of her sobs she murmured, "I can no longer live like this."He did not understand."Live like this? What do you
- 341 "Will you let me go?""Irene ... is your resolution irrevocable?""Do let me go.""Tell me only whether this resolution, this foolish resolution of yours, which you will bitterly regret, is irrevocable?""Yes ... l
- 342 And he began, in a tired voice, interrupted by frequent fits of coughing."Schopenhauer had just died, and it was arranged that we should watch, in turn, two by two, till morning."He was lying in a large apartment, very simple, vast, and gloomy.
- 343 The old Comtesse de Saville, living in retirement in her chateau of Rocher, in order to bring up her grand-children, after the successive deaths of her son and her daughter-in-law, was very much attached to her cure, and used to say of him: "He has a
- 344 Now, last year, according to his custom, he went to hear "Henry VIII."He then took the express which arrives in Paris at 4:30 p.m., intending to return by the 12:35 a.m. train so as not to have to sleep at a hotel. He had put on evening dress, a
- 345 "Since I have invited you, you are going to give me some help."The notary said emphatically: "Make any use of me you please. I am at your disposal."Romantin took off his jacket."Well, citizen, to work! We are first going to clean
- 346 Then he clasped her in his arms and kissed her hair, affected himself."Mathilde, my little Mathilde, listen. You must be reasonable. You know, if I give a supper-party to my friends, it is to thank these gentlemen for the medal I got at the Salon. I
- 347 "Madame, I--"Then he remembered.... What was he to do? He asked: "Did Monsieur Romantin come back?"The door-keeper shouted: "Will you take your dirty carca.s.s out of this so that he at any rate may not catch you here?"M. Saval said, in a state of c
- 348 "Not more than your own, as it is her proper color."Then after many other questions, it was agreed that the parents should see this girl before coming to any decision and that the young fellow, whose period of services was coming to an end in th