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Updated: June 14, 2025
A quarter of an hour later, Claude and Jory also said good-bye, leaving Bongrand struggling with his work in the waning daylight. Once outside, when the young painter had left his companion, he did not at once return home to the Rue de Douai, in spite of his long absence.
Fagerolles and Jory darted on ahead, and, Mahoudeau having asked Sandoz where Claude's picture was hung, the novelist told a lie, drew him aside and took him off. All of them went away.
Only, with the delight that the flattery caused him, there was mingled a strange anguish, a dread of the future, as he heard them raising him to the position of dictator, as if he had already triumphed. 'Don't, he exclaimed at last; 'there are others as good as myself. I am still seeking my real line. Jory, who felt annoyed, was smoking in silence.
They had gone back to look at the 'Vintaging Girl, when Jory noticed that Gagniere no longer had Irma Becot on his arm. Gagniere was stupefied; where the deuce could he have lost her?
'But you used to say that she was frightful, said Claude, laughing. Jory made a careless gesture. Frightful? No, he had not gone as far as that. Besides, there might be something attractive about a woman even though she had a plain face.
It was shameful that art should be dependent upon a Minister's idiotic good pleasure! Fagerolles, at that official dinner he had gone to, was no doubt conscientiously licking the boots of some chief clerk, some idiot who was only fit to be made a guy of. 'Well, said Jory, 'he effects his purpose, and he's quite right. You won't pay his debts. 'Debts?
Sandoz and Claude had turned round, inquisitive to witness the meeting between Mahoudeau and Mathilde. However, matters passed off very quietly. The sculptor bowed to her respectfully, while Jory, the husband, with his air of serene unconsciousness, thought fit to introduce her to him, for the twentieth time, perhaps. 'Eh! It's my wife, old fellow. Shake hands together.
But Fagerolles nudged Jory, and the latter, having caught sight of his two old comrades, immediately added: 'Ah! that dear old Claude! How goes it, eh? You know that I haven't yet seen your picture. But I'm told that it's superb. 'Superb! declared Fagerolles, who then began to express his surprise. 'So you lunched here. What an idea! Everything is so awfully bad.
However, Jory stationed himself in the middle of the room, holding up his glass of beer. Sipping every now and then, he declared: 'Well, your hanging committee quite disgusts me! I say, shall I demolish it? I'll begin bombarding it in our very next number. You'll give me some notes, eh? and we'll knock it to pieces. That will be fine fun.
Then he went on stammering excuses. He would be only too pleased later on, but just now he was afraid that another model would quite complete his confusion over that picture; and Irma responded by shrugging her shoulders, and looking at him with an air of smiling contempt. Jory, however, now began to chat about their friends. Why had not Claude come to Sandoz's on the previous Thursday?
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