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.

He went in the direction indicated, entered the thicket, and there he heard words which made him suspect a flagrant breach of morality.  Advancing, therefore, on his hands and knees as if to surprise a poacher, he had arrested the couple whom he found there.

The mayor looked at the culprits in astonishment, for the man was certainly sixty, and the woman fifty-five at least, and he began to question them, beginning with the man, who replied in such a weak voice that he could scarcely be heard.

“What is your name?”

“Nicholas Beaurain.”

“Your occupation?”

“Haberdasher, in the Rue des Martyrs, in Paris.”

“What were you doing in the wood?”

The haberdasher remained silent, with his eyes on his fat paunch, and his hands hanging at his sides, and the mayor continued: 

“Do you deny what the officer of the municipal authorities states?”

“No, monsieur.”

“So you confess it?”

“Yes, monsieur.”

“What have you to say in your defence?”

“Nothing, monsieur.”

“Where did you meet the partner in your misdemeanor?”

“She is my wife, monsieur.”

“Your wife?”

“Yes, monsieur.”

“Then—­then—­you do not live together-in Paris?”

“I beg your pardon, monsieur, but we are living together!”

“But in that case—­you must be mad, altogether mad, my dear sir, to get caught playing lovers in the country at ten o’clock in the morning.”

The haberdasher seemed ready to cry with shame, and he muttered:  “It was she who enticed me!  I told her it was very stupid, but when a woman once gets a thing into her head—­you know—­you cannot get it out.”

The mayor, who liked a joke, smiled and replied:  “In your case, the contrary ought to have happened.  You would not be here, if she had had the idea only in her head.”

Then Monsieur Beauain was seized with rage and turning to his wife, he said:  “Do you see to what you have brought us with your poetry?  And now we shall have to go before the courts at our age, for a breach of morals!  And we shall have to shut up the shop, sell our good will, and go to some other neighborhood!  That’s what it has come to.”

Madame Beaurain got up, and without looking at her husband, she explained herself without embarrassment, without useless modesty, and almost without hesitation.

“Of course, monsieur, I know that we have made ourselves ridiculous.  Will you allow me to plead my cause like an advocate, or rather like a poor woman?  And I hope that you will be kind enough to send us home, and to spare us the disgrace of a prosecution.

“Years ago, when I was young, I made Monsieur Beaurain’s acquaintance one Sunday in this neighborhood.  He was employed in a draper’s shop, and I was a saleswoman in a ready-made clothing establishment.  I remember it as if it were yesterday.  I used to come and spend Sundays here occasionally with a friend of mine, Rose Leveque, with whom I lived in the Rue Pigalle, and Rose had a sweetheart, while I had none.  He used to bring us here, and one Saturday he told me laughing that he should bring a friend with him the next day.  I quite understood what he meant, but I replied that it would be no good; for I was virtuous, monsieur.

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