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He thought of the insects which live several hours, of the feasts which live several days, of the men who live several years, of the worlds which last several centuries. What was the difference between one and the other? A few more dawns, that was all. Duroy turned away his eyes in order not to see the corpse. Mme.
Forestier had occupied, her husband was seated writing, while Mme. Forestier stood by the mantelpiece and dictated to him, a cigarette between her lips. Duroy paused upon the threshold and murmured: "I beg your pardon, I am interrupting you." His friend growled angrily: "What do you want again? Make haste; we are busy." Georges stammered: "It is nothing."
The man, accustomed no doubt to situations in which it was necessary to be prudent, looked him straight in the eyes; then selecting a key, he asked: "Are you M. Duroy?" "Certainly." He opened a small suite, comprising two rooms on the ground floor. Duroy thought uneasily: "This will cost a fortune. I shall have to run into debt. She has done a very foolish thing."
A passage for you and Madame is engaged on board a vessel bound to Nassau, which will sail at midnight. Soon, after I leave this house, Madame's cousin, Mr. Duroy, will come with two boys. You and Madame will assume their dresses, and they will put on some clothes the Signor has already sent, in such boxes as Madame is accustomed to receive, full of materials for her flowers.
She became suddenly serious, and placing her hand on his arm, she said: "Do not let us speak of that yet." Divining that she would accept him, he fell upon his knees, and passionately kissed her hands, saying: "Thank you thank you how I love you." She rose, she was very pale. Duroy kissed her brow.
A stranger had had the little girl educated. Her father without doubt. Who was he? She did not know positively, but she had vague suspicions. The meal was not yet over when customers entered, shook hands with M. Duroy, exclaimed on seeing his son, and seating themselves at the wooden tables began to drink, smoke, and play dominoes. The smoke from the clay pipes and penny cigars filled the room.
At ten o'clock the following morning he rang the bell, at his friend's house. The servant who opened the door, said: "Monsieur is busy." Duroy had not expected to find Forestier at home. However he said: "Tell him it is M. Duroy on important business." In the course of five minutes he was ushered into the room in which he had spent so happy a morning. In the place Mme.
But three years of life in Paris had made another man of him; now he was stout and serious, and his hair was gray on his temples although he could not number more than twenty-seven years. Forestier asked: "Where are you going?" Duroy replied: "Nowhere in particular." "Very well, will you accompany me to the 'Vie Francaise' where I have some proofs to correct; and afterward take a drink with me?"
Jolley Allen advertised such, and under that name, in 1768, "Coats, Silk Jackets, Shapes and Cloth Ditto; Stocking Breeches of all sizes & most colours. Velvet Cotton Thickset Duroy Everlasting & Plush Breeches. Sailors Great Coats, outside & inside Jackets, Check Shirts, Frocks, long and wide Trowzers, Scotch bonnets & Blue mill'd Shirts."
It would be charming. Where would you like to go?" Duroy did not know what to reply; finally he said: "I have never been to the Folies Bergeres. I should like to go there." His companion exclaimed: "The Folies Bergeres! Very well!" They turned and walked toward the Faubourg Montmartre. The brilliantly illuminated building loomed up before them. Forestier entered, Duroy stopped him.
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