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I embrace you as I love you, dear master, that is to say, very tenderly. Here is a bit that I send to your dear son, a lover of this sort of fluff: "One evening, expected by Hortense, Having his eyes fixed on the clock, And feeling his heart beat with eager throbs, Young Alfred dried up with impatience." LXXII. TO GUSTAVE FLAUBERT Nohant, 5 December, 1867
But it is rare and if I do not relent so that they can nurse me, I get up perfectly cured. Maurice's love. Entomology has taken possession of him this year; he discovers marvels. Embrace your mother for me, and take good care of her. I love you with all my heart. G. Sand LXI. To GUSTAVE FLATUBERT Nohant, 24 July, 1867
Impetuous and uncompromisingly sincere, she was predestined to burn her fingers; proud and independent, to become something of a scape-goat, charged with all the follies and errors which she repudiated, as well as with those for which she was more or less directly responsible. For some time to come she remained in comparative seclusion at Nohant.
The last passage gives a glimpse of the seventeenth of January, 1869, a typical day in Nohant: "The individual named George Sand is well: he is enjoying the marvellous winter which reigns in Berry, gathering flowers, noting interesting botanical anomalies, making dresses and mantles for his daughter-in-law, costumes for the marionettes, cutting out scenery, dressing dolls, reading music, but above all spending hours with the little Aurore, who is a marvellous child.
Anne," patron-saint of Nohant, in honor of the place, but his work progressed but slowly. He writes in August, 1846: "I am frightfully lazy, I can do nothing, I hardly read; and yet the days pass too quickly, for I must soon renounce this vie de chanoine, and return into the furnace of stirring ideas, good and bad. In Berry they have very few ideas, but they do just as well without."
God grant it! On the whole I am pretty well; I am furious with you for not wanting to come to Nohant; I won't reproach you for I don't know how. I have scribbled a lot; my children are always good and kind to me in every sense of the word. Aurore is a love. We have RAVED politically; now we try not to think of it any more and to have patience. We often speak of you and we love you.
This title, however, was, if I am rightly informed, only a courtesy title. The Polish nobility as such was untitled, titles being of foreign origin and not legally recognised. Nohant, April 5, 1837. I believe we shall be obliged to place le garde- champetre and la garde nationals of Nohant under arms in order to defend ourselves against the dilettanti berrichoni. Nohant, April 10, 1837.
Have you read Peres et Enfants? How good it is! Now, I hope for you really this time, and I think that our air will do you good. It is so lovely here! Your old comrade who loves you, I embrace you six times for the New Year. CCXLIX. TO GEORGE SAND Monday evening, 3 February, 1873 Dear master, Do I seem to have forgotten you and not to want to make the journey to Nohant? Not at all!
She had recently returned from one of her periodical visits to Nohant, accompanied this time by her little girl, whom the progress already achieved enabled her now to take into her charge, and was living very quietly and studiously in her humble establishment on the Quai St. Michel, when she awoke to find herself famous.
CLXXXIV. TO GUSTAVE FLAUBERT, at Croisset. Nohant, 17 March, 1871 I received your letter of the 11th yesterday. We have all suffered in spirit more than at any other time of our lives, and we shall always suffer from that wound.
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