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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Don't talk to me of the theatre," said Jansoulet, furious, in spite of his respect for the daughter of the Afchins. "What, you are not dressed yet? Weren't you told that we were going out?" They had told her, but she had begun to read this stupid piece. And with her sleepy air: "We will go out to-morrow." "To-morrow! Impossible. We are expected to-day. A most important visit." "But where?"
He came straight to her, his hands contracted, with such a terrible expression that the daughter of the Afchins, frightened, rushed, calling towards the door by which the masseur had just gone out: "Aristide!" This cry, the words, this intimacy of his wife with a servant!
He rushed at her, opening and closing his hands with such a terrible expression that the daughter of the Afchins, in deadly terror, darted toward the door through which the masseur had just left the room, calling: "Aristide!"
Think of the affront put upon her when we called after our marriage. Your wife sending word to us that she was not in the habit of receiving quondam slaves. As though our friendship ought not to have been stronger than a prejudice. Women don't forget things of that kind." "But no responsibility lay with me for that, old friend. You know how proud those Afchins are."
As if our friendship should not have been stronger than any prejudice. Women don't forget such things." "But I had nothing to do with it, old fellow. You know how proud those Afchins are." He was not proud, poor man. His expression was so piteous, so imploring at sight of his friend's frowning brow, that the baron took pity on him. The cemetery had a decidedly softening effect on the baron!
"What do I care for your stage?" cried Jansoulet fiercely, despite all his respect for the daughter of the Afchins. "What! you're not dressed, yet? Weren't you told that we were going out?" She had been told, but she had begun to read this idiotic play. "We will go out to-morrow," she said in her sleepy tone. "To-morrow! Impossible! We are expected to-day without fail. A very important visit."
The wretched man looked at her, frightened, terrified at what she forced him to hear, at her grotesque figure, foaming and gasping: "No, I will not go no, I will not go!" And this was the mother of his children, a daughter of the Afchins!
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