The French Immortals Series — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 5,292 pages of information about The French Immortals Series — Complete.

The French Immortals Series — Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 5,292 pages of information about The French Immortals Series — Complete.

The first of his loves was a beautiful Madame, whom he met in the Countess Fontaine’s parlors.  She was provided with a very old husband belonging to the political and financial world; a servant of several regimes, who having on many occasions feathered his own nest, made false statements of accounts, and betrayed his vows, his name could not be spoken in public assemblies without being preceded by the epithet of honorable.  A man so seriously occupied in saving the Capitol, that is to say, in courageously sustaining the stronger, approving the majorities in all of their mean actions and thus increasing his own ground, sinecures, tips, stocks, and various other advantages, necessarily neglected his charming wife, and took very little notice of the ridicule that she inflicted upon him often, and to which he seemed predestined.

The fair lady—­with a wax doll’s beauty, not very young, confining herself to George Sand in literature, making three toilettes a day, and having a large account at the dentist’s—­singled out the young poet with a romantic head, and rapidly traversed with him the whole route through the country of Love.  Thanks to modern progress, the voyage is now made by a through train.  After passing the smaller stations, “blushing behind the fan,” a “significant pressure of the hand,” “appointment in a museum,” etc., and halting at a station of very little importance called “scruples” (ten minutes’ pause), Amedee reached the terminus of the line and was the most enviable of mortals.  He became Madame’s lapdog, the essential ornament in her drawing-room, figured at all the dinners, balls, and routs where she appeared, stifled his yawns at the back of her box at the Opera, and received the confidential mission of going to hunt for sweetmeats and chocolates in the foyer.  His recompense consisted in metaphysical conversations and sentimental seances, in which he was not long in discovering that his heart was blinded by his emotions.  At the end of a few months of this commonplace happiness, the rupture took place without any regrets on either side, and Amedee returned, without a pang, the love-tokens he had received, namely:  a photograph, a package of letters in imitation of fashionable romances, written in long, angular handwriting, after the English style, upon very chic paper; and, we must not forget, a white glove which was a little yellowed from confinement in the casket, like the beautiful Madame herself.

A tall girl, with a body like a goddess, who earned three hundred francs a month by showing her costumes on the Vaudeville stage, and who gave one louis a day to her hairdresser, gave Amedee a new experience in love, more expensive, but much more amusing than the first.  There were no more psychological subtleties or hazy consciences; but she had fine, strong limbs and the majestic carriage of a cardinal’s mistress going through the Rue de Constance in heavy brocade garments, to see Jean Huss burned; and her voluptuous

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