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.

As her husband was to return the following day, I did not go to the house for several days.  When I did go I was surprised at not seeing Misti.  I asked where he was.

She blushed and replied: 

“I gave him away.  I was uneasy.”

I was astonished.

“Uneasy?  Uneasy?  What about?”

She gave me a long kiss and said in a low tone: 

“I was uneasy about your eyes, my dear.”

   Misti appeared in.  Gil Blas of January 22, 1884, over the signature
   of “Maufrigneuse.”

MADAME HERMET

Crazy people attract me.  They live in a mysterious land of weird dreams, in that impenetrable cloud of dementia where all that they have witnessed in their previous life, all they have loved, is reproduced for them in an imaginary existence, outside of all laws that govern the things of this life and control human thought.

For them there is no such thing as the impossible, nothing is improbable; fairyland is a constant quantity and the supernatural quite familiar.  The old rampart, logic; the old wall, reason; the old main stay of thought, good sense, break down, fall and crumble before their imagination, set free and escaped into the limitless realm of fancy, and advancing with fabulous bounds, and nothing can check it.  For them everything happens, and anything may happen.  They make no effort to conquer events, to overcome resistance, to overturn obstacles.  By a sudden caprice of their flighty imagination they become princes, emperors, or gods, are possessed of all the wealth of the world, all the delightful things of life, enjoy all pleasures, are always strong, always beautiful, always young, always beloved!  They, alone, can be happy in this world; for, as far as they are concerned, reality does not exist.  I love to look into their wandering intelligence as one leans over an abyss at the bottom of which seethes a foaming torrent whose source and destination are both unknown.

But it is in vain that we lean over these abysses, for we shall never discover the source nor the destination of this water.  After all, it is only water, just like what is flowing in the sunlight, and we shall learn nothing by looking at it.

It is likewise of no use to ponder over the intelligence of crazy people, for their most weird notions are, in fact, only ideas that are already known, which appear strange simply because they are no longer under the restraint of reason.  Their whimsical source surprises us because we do not see it bubbling up.  Doubtless the dropping of a little stone into the current was sufficient to cause these ebullitions.  Nevertheless crazy people attract me and I always return to them, drawn in spite of myself by this trivial mystery of dementia.

One day as I was visiting one of the asylums the physician who was my guide said: 

“Come, I will show you an interesting case.”

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