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.

Instinctively the doctor stepped back; then he bowed courteously to his enemy, and, choking with emotion, he announced:  “I have come, monsieur, to make you acquainted with the orders which I have received.”

The nobleman, without returning the bow, answered:  “I resign, monsieur, but understand that it is neither through fear of, nor obedience to, the odious government which has usurped the power.”  And, emphasizing every word, he declared:  “I do not wish to appear, for a single day, to serve the Republic.  That’s all.”

Massarel, stunned, answered nothing; and M. de Varnetot, walking quickly, disappeared around the corner of the square, still followed by his escort.

The doctor, puffed up with pride, returned to the crowd.  As soon as he was near enough to make himself heard, he cried:  “Hurrah! hurrah!  Victory crowns the Republic everywhere.”

There was no outburst of joy.

The doctor continued:  “We are free, you are free, independent!  Be proud!”

The motionless villagers were looking at him without any signs of triumph shining in their eyes.

He looked at them, indignant at their indifference, thinking of what he could say or do in order to make an impression to electrify this calm peasantry, to fulfill his mission as a leader.

He had an inspiration and, turning to Pommel, he ordered:  “Lieutenant, go get me the bust of the ex-emperor which is in the meeting room of the municipal council, and bring it here with a chair.”

The man presently reappeared, carrying on his right shoulder the plaster Bonaparte, and holding in his left hand a cane-seated chair.

M. Massarel went towards him, took the chair, placed the white bust on it, then stepping back a few steps, he addressed it in a loud voice: 

“Tyrant, tyrant, you have fallen down in the mud.  The dying fatherland was in its death throes under your oppression.  Vengeful Destiny has struck you.  Defeat and shame have pursued you; you fall conquered, a prisoner of the Prussians; and from the ruins of your crumbling empire, the young and glorious Republic arises, lifting from the ground your broken sword——­”

He waited for applause.  Not a sound greeted his listening ear.  The peasants, nonplussed, kept silent; and the white, placid, well-groomed statue seemed to look at M. Massarel with its plaster smile, ineffaceable and sarcastic.

Thus they stood, face to face, Napoleon on his chair, the physician standing three feet away.  Anger seized the commandant.  What could he do to move this crowd and definitely to win over public opinion?

He happened to carry his hand to his stomach, and he felt, under his red belt, the butt of his revolver.

Not another inspiration, not another word cane to his mind.  Then, he drew his weapon, stepped back a few steps and shot the former monarch.

The bullet made a little black hole:  like a spot, in his forehead.  No sensation was created.  M. Massarel shot a second time and made a second hole, then a third time, then, without stopping, he shot off the three remaining shots.  Napoleon’s forehead was blown away in a white powder, but his eyes, nose and pointed mustache remained intact.

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