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Theresa Raquin

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 2065    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

her husband, becoming subject to fits of faintness, she sold her business. Her savings added to the price of this sale placed a capital of 40,000 francs in her

this world, she arranged for herself a t

stood in the centre of large fields, and was approached by a narrow path. The windows of the dwelling opened to the river and to the solitary hillocks on the opposite bank

en years against these terrible evils, which arrived in rapid succession to tear her son away from her. She vanquished them all by patience, care, and adoration. Camille having grown up, rescued from death, had contracted a shiver from the torture of the repeated shocks he had undergone. Arrested in his growt

mited to the four rules, and a very superficial knowledge of grammar. Later on, he took lessons in writing and bookkeeping. Madame Raquin began to tremble when advised to send her

und greater calm and better health in this labour of a brute which kept him bent all day long over invoices, over enormous additions, each figure of which he patiently added up. At night, broken down with fatigue, without an idea in his h

instilled into him an egotism that was ferocious. He fancied he loved those who pitied and caressed him; but, in reality, he lived apart, within himself, loving naught but his comfort, seeking b

who was then close upon eighteen. One day, sixteen years previously, while Madame Raquin was still a me

ou are her aunt. The mother is dead and I don't

. She understood vaguely that the dear little creature was born at Oran, and that her mother was a woman of the country of great beauty. The Captain, an hour before his departure, handed his sister

d the treatment of a delicate child, partaking of the same medicine as her cousin, and kept in the warm air of the room occupied by

he possessed feline suppleness, short, potent muscles, and that unmistakable energy and passion slumbered in her soporous frame. Her cousin having fallen down one day in a fainting fit, she abruptly picked him up and carried him-an effort of strength that turned her cheeks scarlet. The cloistered life she led, the

a noise; be quiet," that she kept all the impetuosity of her nature carefully concealed within her. She possessed supreme composure, and an apparent tranquillity that masked terrible trans

avage desire to run and shout. She felt her heart thumping fit to burst in her bosom; but not a muscle o

ter, she would lie down flat on her stomach like an animal, her black eyes wide open, her body writhing, ready to spring. And she stayed there for hours, without a thought, scorched by the sun, delighted at being able to thrust her fingers in the earth. She h

g in the gleam that softly glided from beneath the lamp shade. Camille buried in an armchair thought of his

ould one day die herself, and would leave him alone and suffering. In that contingency, she relied on Therese, saying to herself that the young girl would be a vigilant guardian beside Camille. Her niece with her tranquil manne

p with this idea, which had thus become familiar and natural to them. The union was

ntil Therese is

tly, without excitemen

illity. He looked upon her as an obliging comrade who helped him to amuse himself, and who, if occasion offered, prepared him an infusion. When playing with her, when he held her in his arms, it was as

s alone made almost imperceptible little motions. Nothing could be read on her expressionless countenance, which an inexorable will always maintained gentle and attentive. T

nd make himself ill, to escape the fondling that disgusted him. He would then drag Therese along with him, provoking her to wrestle, to roll in the grass. One day, having pushed his cousin dow

herese apart, spoke to her of her father and mother, and related to her the story of her birth. The yo

s was all the change that occurred in her mode of life. The following day, when the young couple came downstairs, Camille had still his sickly langui

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