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Updated: July 19, 2025
La Goualeuse has got a place with some good people in the country. This is what you have done, is it not?" "Yes," said Fleur-de-Marie, blushing. "Only I have a reproach to make you." "To me?" "You should have advised me; one does not leave in this way, at least, without sending some word." "I I left Paris so quick," said Fleur-de-Marie, more and more confused, "that I could not." "Oh!
When Fleur-de-Marie, dragged up, rather than brought up, had run away from a hag known as Old One-eye, she had been arrested and committed to prison for eight years. Taught sewing there, she had saved up some three hundred francs.
"If you listen to me," said Fleur-de-Marie, "you will beg Madame Armand, the inspectress, to take charge of this sum, and make the necessary purchases; and then she will know the good action you have done, and, perhaps, will ask to have your time reduced.
La Louve and her companions still murmured; Fleur-de-Marie continued: "Your target does not deserve compassion, you say; but her child deserves it. Alas! does it not feel the blows given to the mother? When she cries for mercy, it is not for herself, it is for her child!
After an exchange of their mutual caresses, the girls looked at each other. Rigolette was joyful at the encounter, Fleur-de-Marie confused. The sight of her friend recalled to her mind the few days of calm enjoyment which had preceded her first degradation. "It is you what happiness!" said the grisette.
"Because it pleases us," said Skeleton, placing his bony hands on the door. "Every one in his turn; yesterday you trampled on the poor man; today the poor man will trample on you, if you stir." "Father, we are lost!" murmured Fleur-de-Marie in a low voice. "Compose yourself I comprehend," said the prince; "it is the last day of the carnival. These people are drunk. I will soon get rid of them."
Misery, destitution, ignorance of the world, had destroyed this wretched girl, cast alone and unprotected on the immensity of Paris. He involuntarily thought of a beloved child whom he had lost, who had died at six, and would have been, had she lived, like Fleur-de-Marie, sixteen and a half years old.
This revelation so sudden, so unexpected has confused me. I confess that I have not the courage to go for Fleur-de-Marie my agitation would alarm her." "And how was she saved?" cried Rudolph. "See my ingratitude. I have not yet asked you this question." "At the moment she was drowning, she was rescued from a watery grave by a courageous woman." "Do you know her?"
Do you remember little Julie, who was so pretty? and Rosine, the blonde with black eyes?" "Yes, I recollect them." "Well! my poor Goualeuse, they have both been deceived, then abandoned, and, finally, from misfortune, to misfortune, they have fallen to be such wretched women as are shut up here." "Oh!" cried Fleur-de-Marie, who held down her head and became purple with shame.
"To wish for an honest and industrious life is to be worthy of such a life, I have told you," answered Fleur-de-Marie, without seeking to disengage her hand. "Well, what then, when I shall be worthy? what does it prove? how advance me?"
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