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Now as youth and vigour thus struggled against Law for life, near at hand Death was busy with toil and disease. In a miserable grabat, or garret, a mechanic, yet young, and stricken by a lingering malady contracted by the labour of his occupation, was slowly passing from that world which had frowned on his cradle, and relaxed not the gloom of its aspect to comfort his bed of Death.
'My bedchamber at this chateau was hung with tapestry, and as the footman assured me of the safety of my bed, he drew aside a piece of the tapestry, which discovered a small recess in the wall that held a grabat, in which my servant was invited to repose.
Then she laughed, and drummed the rataplan again with her brass heel. "All the same, one is not in paradise au grabat; eh, Pere Matou?" she said curtly.
Here the travellers supped on omelettes and vin ordinaire, and went off to bed Madame and her child in one bed, with the maids on the floor, and in another room the Abbe and secretary, each in a grabat, the two men- servants in like manner, on the floor.
Miou-Matou, who looked very like an old grizzly bear, laughed in the depths of his great, hairy chest. "Dream of glory, and end on a grabat! Just so, just so.
"What, in Heaven's name, can she want?" "Only one thing!" "And that is " "To have loved." Wherewith he turned into the Greco. He had found the one flaw and it was still there. What he missed in her was still wanting. "V'la ce que c'est la gloire au grabat!" The contemptuous sentence was crushed through Cigarette's tight-pressed, bright-red lips, with an irony sadder than tears.
But at a miserable village called La Roche Chalais, where I had a most indigestible supper and a bed unworthy of the name, I managed to fall ill, and quite seriously thought, "Ah, here is the end!" It has to come somewhere, and why not on a grabat at La Roche Chalais? A mistake; I am here again, wasting life as strenuously as ever. Would you let me hear from you?
She was sitting on the edge of a grabat, hard as wood, comfortless as a truss of straw, and looking down the long hospital room, with its endless rows of beds and its hot sun shining blindingly on its glaring, whitewashed walls. She was well known and well loved there.
Now as youth and vigour thus struggled against Law for life, near at hand Death was busy with toil and disease. In a miserable grabat, or garret, a mechanic, yet young, and stricken by a lingering malady contracted by the labour of his occupation, was slowly passing from that world which had frowned on his cradle, and relaxed not the gloom of its aspect to comfort his bed of Death.
"V'la ce que c'est la gloire au grabat!" said Cigarette, now grinding her pretty teeth. She was in her most revolutionary and reckless mood, drumming the rataplan with her spurred heels, and sitting smoking on the corner of old Miou-Matou's mattress.
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