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MODESTE-MIGNON
{Modeste
Mignori)
RND
OTHER
STORIES
XII
TRANSLATED
BY
CLRRR
BELL
WITH
AN
INTRODUCTION
BY
GEORGE
S7XINTSBURY
5w*=
sets,
of
which
this
copy
is
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379
385
MODESTE
MIGNON
AND
OTHER
STORIES
(*)
bidder
as
a
husband,
band.
She
is,
for
instance,
quite
wrong
about
the
whip,
with
the
poet,
or
whether
Lamartine's
increasing
leanings
to-
correspondence
led
to
matrimony
was
that
of
Southey
and
the Comedie.
26
terie,
without,
however,
disturbing
its
present
and
previously
established
headings
to
the
two
parts.
Styx
which
every
(1)
essentially
charitable
and
pious,
but
friend
Dumay
were
laying
one
of
those
snares
which,
in
the
Physiologie
du
Manage,
I
have
called
mouse-traps.
this
grotesque
clerk
The
Mysterious
..'>,..
: *•>
.
Mme.
Latournelle
Y
RIGHT
1893
BY
J.D.
the docks.
his
lawn,
graced
with
flowers,
borders,
architecture,
steamship.
These
shipowners'
vagaries
account
for
Vilquin's
view
of
the
orchard,
Dumay
bricked
up
the
door.
Wall
for
wall
said
he.
You
and
Dumay
have
both
gone
Mademoiselle
overwhelmed
suspected
of
treason,
and
had,
therefore,
left
with
a
fanner,
those
compacts
of
which,
in
by
her
work.
Modeste
laid
each
strand
of
cotton
with
an
accuracy
what
a
setting
for
is
a
daughter
6—27
Bastie
was
sold.
The
pepper-caster
towers
of
the
lived
every
handsome
young
fellow.
In
1804,
at
Frankfort-on-the-Main,
she loved
understood
by
Charlet,
who
shows
us
the
soldier
as
fatherly
to
every
child.
The
elder,
named
Bettina
Caroline,
was
born
whose
life
he
had
saved
in
one
of
the
frequent
chances
of
war,
by
taking
him
day
of
Waterloo.
Dumay
shared
the
Colonel's
opinions
and
despondency.
Charles,
to
whom
the
Breton
clung
like
a
dog,
for
the
poor
infantryman
worshiped
the
two
little
girls,
thought
that
Dumay's
guileless
soldier,
whom
German
with
a
knowing
air,
that
the
Colonel
has
laid
his
plans.
and
country.
Gobenheim,
liquidator
for
commercial
bills.
with
military
punctuality,
excepting
with
regard
to
the
retention
of
thirty
thousand
given
in
the
parting
words
of
the
colonel
and
subaltern.
father
r
at
her,
casts
sheep's
eyes
at
only
friends,
Madame
Latournelle,
the
notary,
and
Dumay,
all
constituted
themselves
spies
over
Mo-
them.
28
that
Modeste
is
as
in-
nocent
as
she
was
in
her
cradle,
said
Madame
Dumay.
Dumay
rose,
seized
his
pistols,
and
went
out.
perfect
candor,
and
without
any
alarm.
Something
about
a
young
man
who
prowls
round
the
in
time
to
see
one
piece;
I
will
treat
you
to
the
play.
sings
in
Brittany,
said
Dumay,
now
grave
again,
the
lover
is
very
near.
the
dandy
of
le
Havre,
handsome
in
the
style
which
captivates
the
philistine,
what
the
English
Dumay
made
voluminous
comments
on
this
base
desertion.
Charles
Mignon's
two
daughters,
spoiled
children
as
they
were,
rode,
had
their
own
only guessed
one
lover.
In
a
young
girl
her
worship
is
stronger
so
lapses
of
young
girls,
but
that
is
when
they
have
no
blind
mother
to
sound
with
her
stick
the
depths
of
the
maiden
heart
undermined
by
the
caverns
of
fancy.
The
Dumays
were
asleep
when
Modeste
opened
her
window,
imagining
that
a
man
might
pass
by
French
with
a
medley
of
im-
height
of
her
wishes,
and
pass-
of a
and
she
listened
absently
to
of
genius;
talent
she
thought
little
of,
as
a
barrister
visions;
she
ground
her
discredit,
it
must
be
confessed
that
she
long
hesitated
between
the
illustrious
poet
and
the
illustrious
prose
writer.
But
were
these
two
great
men
un-
married?
Modeste
began
by
securing
the
co-operation
of
29
tulip.
A
poet
as
Master
of
Appeals,
in
the
immediate
circle
of
a
Minister,
drawing
a
pension,
aiming
at
the
red
rosette,
adored
of
the
of
illusion.
your
servant,
O
^'Esth-M.
occasion,
his
reputation
generosity?
;
who
might
fill
his
place
on
many
oc-
him,
as
a
speculator
talent
and
poem;
admiration
is
running
low,
for
handed
the
letter
to
la
Briere.
This
poem,
this
veiled
enthusiasm,
in
short,
Modeste's
very
heart,
was
recklessly
exposed
by
the
gesture
of
a
coxcomb.
It
is
a
grand
thing,
said
the
young
accountant,
thus
to

all
my
joy
a
saintly,
pure,
and
blameless
life.
Are
you
alone
in
What
meaning
am
I
to
attribute
A
poet
is
the
poorest
conquest
any
young
so
smooth,
so
much
ice
on
she
wanted
to
read
the
letter
again.
She
30
Rich
shopkeeper,
for
a
young
for
the
Canalis.
Excuse
my
not
forwarding
our
coat-of-arms.
the
Vilquins
owned
an
immense
town,
of
the
department.
character;
your
husband,
however
great
you
might
deem
him,
would
at
last
life
to
make
up
a
genera-
tion,
there
are
exceptions.
If
your
letter
is
the
outcome
of
Now,
prove
and
sincere,
leads
to
her
ruin,
because
it
has
dream;
you
do
not
marry
an
ass;
seek
with
care
for
la
Briere
read
five
days
later,
will
tell
more
than
any
comments
can.
millions.
had
already
read
her-
self
the
lecture
contained
in
your
first
letter?
No,
my
dear
young
girl.
Listen
to
her
prattle,
accept
the
songs
she
has
hitherto
sung
only
for
herself.
body?
Does
a
from time
6—31
was
married.
Frau
Goethe,
a
good
German
soul,
a
poet's
wife,
lent
herself
all
proportion
to
their
duration;
and,
they
are
perennial.
great
man,
to
whom
I
shall
dedicate
all
my
says,
my
dear
Chrysale,
has
at
least
the
advantage
of
not
compromising
our
persons.
I
know
that
love
has
its
illusions,
and
every
illusion
has
its
morrow.
Therein
lies
;
precious
than
what
we
call
to
sign
myself,
Your
Friend ?
I loved
I
climb.
I
have
followed
it
all
out
in
long
meditations.
Do
I
not
know
that
Oh
if
I
had
found
shallowness,
self-
interest,
and
ambition
where,
as
it
is,
I
admire
all
the
flowers
of
the
soul
that
I
love
best,
you
cannot
know
what
slow
suffer-
ing
would
have
consumed
me.
I
found
disappointment
sit-
I
picture
our
happiness,
if
you
could
know
my
the
heart
beneath
one
of
the
bosom
of
your
family.
Before
I
lost
my
sight
I
made
a
note
of
~£>JTe*it.Ar-Sr>tni
I
will
never
marry
without
my
father's
consent'
32
built of
of
my
family,
whom
1
have
in
merchandise.
My
daughters
bring
us.
I
belong
to
my
Count
should
go
to
Provence,
and
to
leave
their
money
to
any
child
of
Modeste's
that
might
need
it.
&
m
33
m,
a
P=P=
I
a
-i-=*-ii
i
tt
to
fetch
his
fortune
of
nature,
weak
or
deformed
beings
ought
to
perish.
A
curvature
or
twist
of
the
spinal
but
the
poor
clerk,
stricken
by
the
conviction
which
had
come
on
him
too,
seemed
as
far
away
from
the
discussion
as
Gobenheim
had
been
the
night
before.
Why,
Butscha,
what
ails
you?
exclaimed
Madame
La-
on
us,
breast,
and
placed
himself
in
6—33
The lover's
snare was

blank
astonishment.
Madame
Latournelle
came
to
fetch
Modeste,
who
complained
of
a
dreadful
toothache.
I
really
had
not
strength
to
dress,
said
she.
fruits,
of
an
education
begun
from
crown,
loving
the
fatigue
of
hunting,
and
hating
work;
so
timid
with
his

le Havre,
her.
habits,
vould
discover
if
he
is
kind,
if
he
is
violent
or
gentle,
if
he
will
expected
church,
sparkled
above
my
head.
The
melodious
strains,
sung
by
angels
to
martyrs
to
forget
their
anguish,
sounded
through
the
organ
The
hideous
pavement
of
le
Havre
seemed
like
a
flowery
path.
I
recognized
the
sea
as
an
old
hands
of
the
priest
who
was
giving
us
has
made
you
so
virtuous.
And
I
know
so
surely
that
to
you
money
is
so
un-
important
a
consideration,
that
I
daughter
of
Eve
was
your
unknown
le
Havre
without
having
;
34
once
to
the
Chalet,
going
her
hand,
hearing
Dumay
speak
of
starting
immediately
for
Paris.
is
the
meaning
of
this?
herself into
her arms
with tears.
\
Mongenod,
and
acquiring
all
the
information
he
Appeals
to
the
State
Council,
and
attached
to
the
Foreign
Office.
Dumay,
who
had
his
name
Dumay.
peaches
in
the
world
ripen.
All
under
poor
girl
in
this
gulf
called
girl
suffocates
on the
under
the
livery
in
fall,
His
silent,
reading
in
failed to
take
vol.
6-35
the
month
truce between
to the sea.
love,
at
first
sight
Besides,
our
heart
in
bewilderment.
Listen;
if
the
young
man
you
love,
whom
you
saw
in
business
of
marriage.
Then
you
have
already
ceased
to
love ?
asked
her
father
sarcastically.
I
loved
a
true
man
without
a
falsehood
on
his
face,
as
honest
as
you
yourself,
incapable
of
disguising
himself
like
an
actor,
of
dressing
himself
up
in
another
man's
glory.
monster
because
heart,
on
the
glass
sherds
of
reality,
Fancy,
which
had
she
sang
no
more,
it
was
impossible
to
make
her
smile;
her
parents
went
over
various
houses,
spoke
much
of
the
secretary,
and

for the
everything
with
a
Spur
and
of
the
Golden
Fleece,
Grandee
of
Spain,
and
son
of
the
last
Governor
of
Normandy.
master,
and
for
carriage
6—36
Mongenod,
the
banker's
daughter,
sole
survivors
of
extinct
great
qualities.
Style
is
the
only
inheritance
preserved
by
the
nobility.
Thus,
apart
from
cer-
Horse
would,
by
force
glimpse
of
the
ia
?
in
touch
with
events.
Under
the
system
pro-
duced
by
the
Charter,
monsieur,
which
regards
the
schedule
even
to
set
your
verses
to
music.
You
possess
a
German;
she
cannot
tolerate
French
etiquette,
and
I
allow
aristocratic
pride
while
showing
up
the
poet's
awkwardness,
made
Canalis
determine
that
he
nothing
about
sentiment
cried
Canalis,
nettled,
as
a
man
always
is
when
he
asks
for
a
compliment
and
hears
the
truth.
the
world
has
its
eye.
Though
rather
severe,
Dumay's
judgment
always
de
Marsay
—that
he
did
not
declaim,
but
brayed
out
his
verses,
so
fully
Dumay.
When
article
of
exchange,
in
in
accommodating
oneself
to
the
manners
shared
by
some
other
great
men
in
Paris.
the
day
when
this
story
opens,
having
made
up
her
mind
to
think
Canalis
by
Madame
Latournelle's
awkward-
ness.
Mademoiselle,
Ernest's
devotion
is
enough
to
make
me
ete.
6—37
our
friends
the
country,
like
a
madman
to
the
cliffs,
where
he
stayed
till
half-past
ten,
given
up
to
a
sort
of
frenzy,
sometimes
walking
at
a
great
pace
and
spout-
I
have
the
honor,
then,
of
making
my
bow
to
Monsieur
be
in
great
difficulties
if
the
Duchess
the
carapace
of
the
well-man-
was six
there
is
next
to
that
of
the
just.
At
breakfast
the
friends
agreed
to
go
together
to
spend
the
evening
of
the
following
day
at
the
Chalet,
and
be
manner
that
there
was
something
wrong,
the
Duke
graciously
replied,
If
you
undertaking,
namely,
the
reclaiming
of
admirers
all
on
the
stage
at
once.
the
farce
at
the
cost
of
the
other.
Prince
of
:
the
invention
of
a
type,
of
a
system,
of
a
system,
like
Galen,
Broussais,
or
Easori.
His
spoiling
the
straw,
by
a
ma-
is
easy
;;>
drama,
nor
prefer
a
windmill
to
the
products.
There
is
not
an
artist,
not
a
man
of
cried
Madame
Latournelle.
say?
asked
Canalis
of
la
Briere,
ceasing
of
genius
rest
on
a
very
costly
basis,
and
are
necessarily
profitable
to
the
working
man.
every
face
Baron,
said
he,
knows
more
about
that
than
I
do.
She
is
more
than
charming,
said
Canalis,
accepting
the
tirade on the

;
lieve
in
it
face
ordinary
man,
like
me,
for
instance,
Monsieur
le
Comte,
said
la
Briere.
The
poet
has
his
mis-
vised
to
attempt
some
explanation.
At
eleven
o'clock,
an
unheard-of
hour
at
the
Chalet,
the
assert
a
code
up
and
My
dear
Modeste,
said
Helene
d'Herouville,
walking
superficial
minds,
especially
to
the
sarcastic
who
were
watching
him.
For
the
last
two
0?
three
days
he
had
given
6—39
poetic
fancy
shone
like
a
moon
in-
guardian
angel
as
you
are
of
the
garden
steps
as
the
party
went
indoors
to
her.
steps
in
silence.
The
girl
was
impenetrable;
she
did
not
wince.
Mademoiselle,
will
you
allow
me
to
put
into
words
the
thoughts
that
lurk
at
the
bottom
of
your
heart
like
water-
mosses
in
a
pool,
and
that
you
refuse
to
explain
to
yourself
even ?
of
feel-
ing,
that
constant
sharing
of
life,
and
that
certainty
of
giving
face,
as
Canalis
did,
bow-
the
top.
home is not
of the
bag,
but
when
it
was
known
that
only
la Briere.
retorted
the
dwarf
with
a
look
at
Canalis,
of
insolence
redeemed
by
the
sparkle
of
carbonic
acid
gas.
I
have
enough
spirit
of
intrigue
and
little
enough
Latournelle
too.
They
would
both
a
forbidding
if
Vilquin
leaves
it
on
your
hands,
there
are
two
hun-
when
you
know
how
indispensable
fortune
is
6—40
flatter
a
woman.
said
the
Duke.
Your
pride
and
dignity
so
entirely
belie
your
vagaries
that
I
am
beginning
to
suspect
that
you
do
ride? Modeste
To
say
nothing
of
those
she
really
has,
said
the
Colonel,
smiling-
of two
with
the
idea
of
flattering
a
merely
transient
them
to
repair
the
ravages
that
time
has
wrought
on
our
old
historical
families.
he
saw
the
ill-starred
Modeste
come
out
to
him.
Dear
Modeste,
said
he,
in
insinuating
tones,
as
we
are
—
;
the
pleasure
If
I
do
you
this
injustice
after
your
edifying
remarks
on
the
hills
by
the
Seine,
it
lies
with
you
to
undeceive
me,
and
all
that.
Eight
millions
furniture.
Calculate.
Mignon's
millions,
he
began
to
wonder
what
the
Duchesse
de
Chaulieu
must
be
thinking
of
his
stay
at
le
Havre,
aggravated
by
five
days'
cessation
from
us
the
company
of
that
I am
truth,
elbowed
each
other.
6—41
the
Duchess,
who
attends
the
Holy
Table
with
Mademoiselle
d'Herouville,
might
ask
Gaspard
to
do
it
if
the
old
maid
hinted
it
to
her.
Briere's
face.
destined
to
be
the
rallying
point
of
all
the
meet
with
from
the
handsomest
women
of
the
Court,
the
Duchesses
de
Chaulieu,
de
Maufrigneuse,
de
Lenon-
had made
curiosity?
said
Modeste,
interrupting
him,
and
looking
at
the
bashful
youth.
you
have
my
highest
es-
teem.
ascribe
to
me
such
ignoble
sentiments
is
made this
de
of
wood
and
shrubbery,
extending
the
whole
length
to
the
extent
of
thirty
acres,
and
cleared
in
places
in
the
English
fashion
under
Louis
XV.
The
view
from
the
terrace
is
shut
in
beyond
by
a
forest
belonging
to
Rosembray,
adjoining
two
demesnes,
you
here.
of
steel,
the
arm,
the
body,
all
is
and
Mademoiselle
d'Herouville.
poet
while
she
sifted
his
archangel
Michael
descended
from
heaven.
42
up
again
with
Bleonore.
So,
pray,
at
once
ask
Modeste
for
that
paper,
and
We
shall
feel
all
the
more
at
our
ease,
observed
a
tall,
vanished
grandeur,
like
the
the dinner-
Mignon,
Comte
de
la
Bastie,
proud
of
his
services
and
of
the
Emperor
Napoleon's
esteem.
Modeste
lands.
His
friend
glances.
de
Verneuil.
packs
of
the
King's
hounds
that
had
arrived
before
him
in
carts;
the
Prince
de
Cadignan's
three
best
men,
whose
figures,
both
in
character
and
costume,
were
a
perfect
contrast
with
the
representative
of
insolent
Albion.
These,
the
Prince's
favorites,
all
wearing
three-cornered
cocked
hats,
very
low
and
flat,
beneath
which
grinned
tanned,
the
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