The Lady of the Camellias
at least this much to be said for them: they either kill
alescing very satisfactorily, and we were bound by a firm friendship. I h
ies in abundance, and my friend's window cheerfully overloo
talking by the open window at that hour of the day when
h slumbered beneath the sick man's apparent calm. But Armand, on the contrary, seemed to take pleasure in speaking of her? n
ve been taken by his physical illness, and Marguerite's death had ceased to present itself through the eyes of the past. A kind of solace had come with the certainty he had acquired a
ow his mind to acknowledge any violent emotions, and despite himself the universal j
family of the peril he was in, and when the danger wa
ng in a brilliant twilight of blue and gold. Although we were in Paris, the greenery around us seemed to cut us
a day like today, that I first met Marguerite, ' said Arman
e no
rned to me
urn it into a book which no one will believ
er time, my friend, ' I told him,
' he said with a smile; 'I am not the least feverish, w
so set on it,
in the order in which it happened. If at some stage you do make
d I have scarcely changed a
ing like this! I had spent the day in the country with one of my friends, Gaston R. We had returned
seats and, in the corridor, we saw a tall
ou just bowed t
Gautier, '
r I didn't recognize her, ' I said with a t
e poor girl's not l
s though they had been
rs past, whenever I met her, the sight of that g
he occult, and he would call what I felt an affinity of fluids; I myself believe quite sim
of my friends had seen how I reacted, and they had hooted with l
he shop. For my part, I stood rooted to the spot from the time she went in until the moment she came out. Through the windows, I watched her in the shop as she chose what she had come to buy. I could have gone in,
mbroidered at the corners with gold thread and silk flowers, a Leghorn straw hat and a singl
her barouche
is eyes following the carriage of his elegant customer. I
le Marguerite Gaut
him for her address
from my mind like many other visions I had already seen, and I se
e Opera-Comique. I went along. The first person I saw,
cognized her too, for he sa
at that prett
our direction, saw my friend, smiled at him and
pleasant evening, ' he told me
yself saying: 'You
hat w
see that
in love w
did not know how I stood in the matter,
e, I'll intr
permissio
s no need to be forma
at the thought that I should learn for certain tha
nd of this woman, he feels he has strength enough for any undertaking, the will to conquer all and the courage to do anything. He scarcely dares glance at the slim ankles which she reveals in her effort
, crosses the street a
ptly a love which I should have desired to earn through some long delay or great sacrifice. Of such stuff are we men made; and it is fortunate indeed
', I would have accepted. Had I been told: 'Give her ten Louis and she's yours', I should have refuse
was one way, indeed the only way
oduce me, and I loitered in the corridors, reflecting that any moment now she would see
her in advance the word
me nonsens
, my friend ca
ecting us,
along?'
th anothe
ren't an
o.
's g
de for the t
not that way, '
y some sweets. She
ner's in the galleries o
and was casting round for what could be m
f sugared
ure she li
her kind of sweets, it
out to introduce you to? Don't imagine you'll be meeting a duchess, she's just a kept wom
ollowed him, telling myself that I w
r box, Marguerite was
preferred h
Marguerite inclined her
are my
you
ked straight at me. I low
hing into her companion's ear, and
ss a little middle-class girl, very loving, very cloying, who made me laugh with her sentimentality and sad billets-doux. I realiz
ins without paying any
d had no intention of leaving
Monsieur Duval does not speak to you. You have such an
man came here with you because you
'I would not have asked Ernest to o
a way of putting of
hey take in making misplaced remarks and teasing men they meet for the first time. It is no doubt a way of levellin
Moreover, the idea that I had formed of Marguerite made her jesting seem worse to me. Nothing about this woman left me indif
for me is to ask you to forgive my indiscretion and to ta
, I bowed
urst of laughter. I would dearly have wished for some
o my seat in
ere sounded for th
rejoi
aid to me as he took his sea
guerite say a
o women like that the honour of taking them seriously. They have no idea what good taste and manners are; it's just the
n't ever see that woman again, and even if I liked her before I got
f her box and hear people saying how you're ruining yourself on her account. Still, you
tell you what play was performed. All I remember was that, from time to time, I would glance up at t
that I had both her insulting behaviour and my discomfiture to expunge; I told myself that, even if I had to s
curtain, Marguerite and her
lf, I rose f
leaving?'
es
hy
oticed that the
d, 'and good luck, or
le
I stepped to one side and, without being observed, saw the two women
he theatre, a young servan
de the Cafe Anglais, ' said Marguerite,
the window of one of the restaurant's large rooms: leaning on the balcony
aning over her shoulder a
the private rooms on the first floor, and did
guerite got into her carri
cab and f
topped outside
and went up to he
by chance, but this cha
theatre or on the Champs-Elysees. She was unchangingly g
t my seeing her anywhere. I ran in
is very ill,
e matter w
d, because she lives the sort of life which is not ca
ge thing; I was almo
without signing the book or leaving my card. It was in this way t
d; new intimacies, old habits and work took the place of thoughts of her, and whenever I did think back to that first encounte
f Marguerite since the time of her departure and, as I have explained to you, when she pa
ver many veils she had been wearing, I would not have needed to
ears spent without seeing her, together with the effects which this separation seeme
b