Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,791 pages of information about Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant.

Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,791 pages of information about Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant.

“Then the investigation began.  Nothing could be discovered.  No door, window or piece of furniture had been forced.  The two watch dogs had not been aroused from their sleep.

“Here, in a few words, is the testimony of the servant: 

“For a month his master had seemed excited.  He had received many letters, which he would immediately burn.

“Often, in a fit of passion which approached madness, he had taken a switch and struck wildly at this dried hand riveted to the wall, and which had disappeared, no one knows how, at the very hour of the crime.

“He would go to bed very late and carefully lock himself in.  He always kept weapons within reach.  Often at night he would talk loudly, as though he were quarrelling with some one.

“That night, somehow, he had made no noise, and it was only on going to open the windows that the servant had found Sir John murdered.  He suspected no one.

“I communicated what I knew of the dead man to the judges and public officials.  Throughout the whole island a minute investigation was carried on.  Nothing could be found out.

“One night, about three months after the crime, I had a terrible nightmare.  I seemed to see the horrible hand running over my curtains and walls like an immense scorpion or spider.  Three times I awoke, three times I went to sleep again; three times I saw the hideous object galloping round my room and moving its fingers like legs.

“The following day the hand was brought me, found in the cemetery, on the grave of Sir John Rowell, who had been buried there because we had been unable to find his family.  The first finger was missing.

“Ladies, there is my story.  I know nothing more.”

The women, deeply stirred, were pale and trembling.  One of them exclaimed: 

“But that is neither a climax nor an explanation!  We will be unable to sleep unless you give us your opinion of what had occurred.”

The judge smiled severely: 

“Oh!  Ladies, I shall certainly spoil your terrible dreams.  I simply believe that the legitimate owner of the hand was not dead, that he came to get it with his remaining one.  But I don’t know how.  It was a kind of vendetta.”

One of the women murmured: 

“No, it can’t be that.”

And the judge, still smiling, said: 

“Didn’t I tell you that my explanation would not satisfy you?”

A TRESS OF HAIR

The walls of the cell were bare and white washed.  A narrow grated window, placed so high that one could not reach it, lighted this sinister little room.  The mad inmate, seated on a straw chair, looked at us with a fixed, vacant and haunted expression.  He was very thin, with hollow cheeks and hair almost white, which one guessed might have turned gray in a few months.  His clothes appeared to be too large for his shrunken limbs, his sunken chest and empty paunch.  One felt that this man’s mind was destroyed, eaten by his thoughts, by one thought, just as a fruit is eaten by a worm.  His craze, his idea was there in his brain, insistent, harassing, destructive.  It wasted his frame little by little.  It—­the invisible, impalpable, intangible, immaterial idea—­was mining his health, drinking his blood, snuffing out his life.

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