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He turned toward her abruptly and said: "If I were free would you marry me?" She replied: "Yes, Bel-Ami, I would marry you because I love you better than any of the others." He rose and stammering: "Thanks thanks do not, I implore you, say yes to anyone. Wait a while. Promise me." Somewhat confused, and without comprehending what he asked, she whispered: "I promise."
"Bel-Ami" appeared almost two years after "Une Vie," that is to say, about 1885. Discussed and criticised as it has been, it is in reality a satire, an indignant outburst against the corruption of society which in the story enables an ex-soldier, devoid of conscience, honor, even of the commonest regard for others, to gain wealth and rank.
"Yes, it is charming, as you say. But I only wish to return it to its owners, Tom." "Je vous en prie Bel-ami." Tom repeated the words under his breath, and looked at the crest carefully. "I remember that your grandfather said it belonged to the Bellamys," said his grandmother. "Of course: how could I forget that? I have never looked at it properly since the day I first saw it.
Who ever shuddered with bitter alliterative kisses before Swinburne, and who has failed to do so since? Per contra, the ingenuous spinster taking her notions of love from Maupassant's "Bel-Ami," or Gabriele d'Annunzio's "Trionfo della Morte," becomes a man-hater. Yes, I fear that the artistic treatment of life has a good deal to answer for.
Du Roy, finding himself alone with Suzanne, said in a caressing voice: "Listen, my dear little one; do you really consider me a friend?" "Why, yes, Bel-Ami." "You have faith in me?" "Perfect faith." "Do you remember what I said to you a while since?" "About what?" "About your marriage, or rather the man you would marry." "Yes." "Well, will you promise me one thing?" "Yes; what is it?"
At first she prayed fervently, but as she raised her eyes and saw the resemblance to Bel-Ami, she murmured: "Jesus Jesus " while her thoughts were with her daughter and her lover. She uttered a wild cry, as she pictured them together alone and fell into a swoon. When day broke they found Mme. Walter still lying unconscious before the painting.
Mme. du Roy replied slowly: "No, not at all." The guests departed. Clotilde, enveloped in laces, whispered to Madeleine at the door: "Your dinner was perfect. In a short while you will have the best political salon in Paris." When she was alone with Georges, she said: "Oh, my darling Bel-Ami, I love you more dearly every day." The cab rolled on, and Georges' thoughts were with Mme. Walter.
Tom's face was shining with interest and satisfaction; he took the cup and again held it under the candle-light. "How pretty this old chasing is round the edge, and the set of the little handles! Oh, here's the motto! What a dear old thing, and enormously old! See here, under the crest," and he held it toward Mrs. Burton: "Je vous en prie Bel-ami." Mrs. Burton glanced at it with indifference.
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