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Pierre and Jean

Chapter 9 No.9

Word Count: 4621    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

M. Marchand to the directors of the Transatlantic Shipping Co., seconded by M. Poulin, judge of the Chamber of Commerce, M. Lenient, a great ship-owner, and Mr. Marival, deputy to the Mayor o

ure and of the peaceful life on board, cradled by the rolling waves, always wandering, always moving. His life under his father's roof was now that of a stranger, silent and reserved. Ever since the evening when he allowed the shameful secret he had discovered

ach other. He was always wondering: "What can she have said to Jean? Did she confess or deny it? What does my brother believe? What does he think of her-what d

to rejoicing over everything, clapped his hands. Jean spoke seriously, though his heart was full of gladness: "I congratula

ent her head

d you have bee

ars, and he asked the name of the doctor on board the Picardie, which was to sail next day

he was received in a little state-room by a young man with a fair

the hold mingling with footsteps, voices, the creaking of the machinery lowering the freight, the boatswain's whistle, and the clatter of

on him, enveloping him like the fogs which roll over the sea, coming up from the ends of the world and holding in the

set foot on the vessel, as he went into the cabin rocked by the waves, the very flesh of the man, who had always slept in a motionless and steady bed, had risen up against the insecurity henceforth of all his morrows. Till now that flesh had been protected by a solid wall built into the earth which held it, by the certainty of resting in the same spot, under a roof which could resist the gale. Now all that, which it was a pleasure to defy in the warmth of home, must become a peril and a constant discomfort. No earth under foot, only the greedy, heaving, complain

convict's life solely because his mo

rangers he met, but a woeful impulse to speak to them, to tell them all that he had to quit France, to be listened to and comforted. There was in the very dep

n who loved him well enough to feel true and keen emoti

t, who was pounding powders in a marb

to be seen nowa

y serious matters to attend to, but without

how is busi

ctors did not prescribe the costlier and more complicated remedies on which a profit is made of five hundred per cent. The old fellow ended by saying

up his mind to deal the blow

use to you. I am leaving

s spectacles, so gre

What are

m going away, m

m, and he suddenly turned against this man, whom he had followed, whom

ammer

not going to pla

hed that he felt inclined

nything to do here, and I am going as medical o

u always promised you woul

e my own living. I have no

for me but to die of hunger. At my age this is the end of all things. It is wr

not have done otherwise; the Pole, enraged by his desertion, would not listen

you never ke

ed on his part, and taking

ives to act as I have done and you ought to understand that. Au

, "not a soul will feel

and among the faces which crossed his memory he saw that of

r, then suddenly reflected on the other hand: "After all, s

d labourers, for it was a holiday, were shouting, calling, laughing, and the master himself was waiting

nd recognise him. But she passed him again and again as she went to and fro, pattering her feet un

ll you t

ind was absorbed in calculatio

is is a pretty way o

rriedly. "Is it you? You are pretty well? But I h

, a

brought i

say good-bye.

plied indi

here are y

Amer

ne country

hat w

address her on such a busy day; the

, and the two men, seated in the stern, smoked their pipes with a look of perfect happiness. As they went past the doctor said to himsel

g his mother said, without dari

der-linen, and I went into the tailor's shop about cloth clothes; but is

ept the means of getting a decent outfit, and he replied in a very calm

is hand, looked up at him for the first time for very long, and in the depths of her eyes there was t

avre to sail on the 7th, bound for New York, and Pierre Roland was to take posses

s mother on the stairs waiting for him,

to help you to put thin

ou. Everythi

she

e liked to se

o see. It is very s

ng her stricken, leaning agai

of nothing all dinnertime but this splendid vessel, and wondered that

d, and his rough speech seemed to lash every one indiscriminately. But the day before he left he was suddenly quit

y good-bye to me on

d exc

course-of co

ainly," she said

en precisely. You must be there

d-bye, we will make haste on board the Pearl, and look out for you be

tain

rowd which throngs the breakwater when the great liners sail. It is imposs

sure; that

ngeful anguish had lost its edge, like a blunted sword. He scarcely had the heart left in him to owe any one or anything a grudge; he let his rebellious wrath float away down stream, as his life must. He was so weary of wrestling, weary of fighting, weary of hating, weary of everything, that he was quite worn out, and

lready begun. After greeting the Captain and shaking hands with his comrade the purser, he went into the saloon where some Englishmen were already asleep in the corners. The large low room, with its white marble panels framed in gilt beading, was furnished with looking-glasses, which prolonged, in endless perspective, the long tables, fl

basement, low and dark, like a gallery in a mine, Pierre could discern some hundreds of men, women, and children, stretched on shelves fixed one above another, or lying on the floor in heaps. He could not see their faces, but could dimly make out this squalid, ragged crowd of wretches, beaten in the struggle for life, worn out and crushed, setting forth, each with a starving w

en and your little ones." And his heart ached so wi

er, Jean, and Mme. Rosemilly

y!" he e

rembling voice. "We wanted to

to sit down in the little room, and he himself got on to his bed. The door was left open, and they could see a great crowd hurrying by, as if it were a street on a holiday, for all the friends of the passengers and a h

ith his own party than he longed to open it again, for th

at last felt

omes in through th

e it to resist the most violent shocks, and took a long time explaining th

nd enumerated the properties of its contents; then a second and a third, a perfect lecture on therapeutics, to which they all li

erre, and Captain

did not want to be in the way." He, too, sa

his ears. He could hear the o

on board the Pearl to see you once more outsi

to impress the voyagers on board the L

sed Pierre on the whiskers

sat with downcast eyes, very pa

st make haste, we have

then another cheek of white wax which he kissed without saying a wo

is the wed

We will make it fit in with

owd of visitors, porters, and sailors. The steam was snorting in th

id Roland in a

-planks lying between the deck of the Lorraine and the qua

into the carriage,

to the outer harbour, where Papagris had

hose crisp, still autumn days, when the sheeny

rs, even on the granite parapets, a crowd stood packed, hustling, and noisy, to see the Lorraine

between the two women, he

shall be close i

their might to get out as far as p

s and her two funnels! She is c

lads!" crie

her handkerchief an

clinging to the m

e tow-rope on board no doubt. There she goes. Bravo! She is between the piers! Do you hear the crowd shouting? Bravo!

behind them, the oarsmen ceased pul

nd the good people of Havre, who crowded the piers, the beach, and the windows, carried away by a burst of patriotic enthusiasm, cried: "Vive la Lorr

two granite walls, feeling herself free at last, cast off the tow-rop

oland kept shouting; and Beausire, beaming, exclaime

, mother, she is close upon us!" And Mme. Ro

wift exit from the harbour, in the brilliant, calm wea

the stern, all alone, pla

ain. Mme. Roland, distraught and desperate, held out her arms towards it; and she saw

ady, no more than an imperceptible spot on the enormous ves

ook he

aw?" h

aw. How g

turned to

s!" exclaimed Roland with

y in the ocean. Mme. Roland, turning back to look at her, watched her disappeari

er son, her poor son. And she felt as though half her heart had gone with him; she felt, too

husband, "when you know he wil

"I don't know; I cr

hem to go to breakfast with a friend. Then Jean led th

low, all the sam

eplied t

bewildered to think of what

hat he is to marr

y man was

is to marry M

sk your opinion abo

this engagement bee

wished to make sure that she would

ubbed hi

od. It is capital.

ce more looked back to cast a last look at the high seas, but she could see nothing n

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