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1 Note| Mademoiselle des Touches (Camille Maupin) is George~Sand in
2 4 | Mademoiselle des Touchesthe Sieur~Camille Maupin, that is her other
3 5 | woman who takes a man's name,Camille Maupin!" said the baroness.~ ~"
4 5 | corrupt our~Calyste. Already Camille Maupin has made him read
5 5 | you choose to call her so, Camille Maupin, rejected my~love
6 5 | that have been said of her. Camille is an artist, she has~genius,
7 5 | mother.~ ~"Mother," he said, "Camille is my friend; I cannot hear
8 5 | revolutions to a statesman. Camille Maupin was Revolution itself
9 5 | reading the~biography of Camille Maupin you can then imagine
10 6 | VI BIOGRAPHY OF CAMILLE MAUPIN~The town of Guerande,
11 6 | under the masculine name of Camille~Maupin. She did not as yet
12 6 | of a woman of genius, so~Camille Maupin was the mask behind
13 6 | his diplomatic talents.~ ~Camille Maupin, one of the few celebrated
14 6 | everywhere. Since then, Camille Maupin has~written several
15 6 | presented by the life of Camille Maupin. She had known neither
16 6 | moments of passion the eyes of~Camille Maupin are sublime; the
17 6 | mobility~which does marvels if Camille is indignant, or angry,
18 6 | as he does~his money.~ ~Camille's mouth, arching at the
19 6 | emphasizes its natural disdain. Camille has little to do~to express
20 6 | cunning, false, and cowardly. Camille's neck,~instead of curving
21 6 | face of the world. But in Camille~the natural animal is so
22 6 | reality she must be feared. Camille~Maupin is in some ways the
23 6 | by the world, and which~Camille has never disavowed, enforce
24 6 | invasion of wrinkles; in Camille's case it was aided by the~
25 6 | the master and maker of "Camille Maupin." He bought into~
26 6 | fanciful as to form) which Camille Maupin modified by delicacy
27 6 | so strong. Felicite~died, Camille Maupin was born.~ ~She returned
28 6 | once placed the name of~Camille Maupin in the list of illustrious
29 6 | counterpart of~which is found in Camille's work. The true secret
30 6 | strifes, she jokes about Camille Maupin,~that junior of George
31 6 | connection with the celebrity of~Camille Maupin. But at the period
32 6 | post-office, directed to Camille Maupin~at Les Touches. In
33 6 | twenty.~ ~Let us now see Camille's convent where this was
34 7 | dining-room through an office. Camille~has displayed a noble simplicity
35 7 | pitiless brilliancy, filled Camille's dreaming~mind for days
36 7 | escaped the~terrible power of Camille for analysis; hence, possibly,
37 7 | the piano, supposed~that Camille was in the salon; but when
38 7 | billiard-hall~he no longer heard it. Camille, he thought, must be playing
39 7 | mysteriously melancholy than Camille's~improvisation; it seemed
40 7 | of repressed affliction. Camille had varied, modified, and
41 7 | and saw the reason.~Poor Camille Maupin! poor Felicite! She
42 7 | This answer explained all. Camille was awaiting Claude Vignon.~ ~"
43 7 | could not end his~sentence. Camille's beautiful hand laid upon
44 7 | making~in their bodies. Camille Maupin knew the passion
45 7 | heirs."~ ~"Child!" answered Camille, in a guttural voice, letting
46 7 | opened one of the sashes. Camille Maupin, who shared the oriental~
47 7 | sitting down on a stool at Camille's feet, he did not~see the
48 8 | past, and here it is," said Camille.~"The person from whom I
49 8 | Fair women, blonds," said Camille, "have the advantage over
50 8 | wrong~side of genius, and Camille Maupin's desire to put him
51 8 | My dear Calyste," said Camille, wishing to speak.~ ~"'Dear'?"
52 8 | Claude is joking," said Camille, continuing her remarks
53 8 | angry young Breton, to whom Camille~Maupin stretched out a hand,
54 8 | all~the while examining Camille much more attentively than
55 8 | the~marquise dressed as Camille Maupin had fancifully depicted
56 8 | the poems I have read with Camille? Alas!~there is but one
57 8 | accomplished service of Camille Maupin's kitchen, just~as
58 8 | Poor woman!" said Camille.~ ~Calyste's eyes were fixed
59 8 | you really think so?" said Camille, haughtily.~ ~"You are more
60 8 | would be impossible," said Camille, looking at Calyste.~ ~"
61 8 | cheeks of the impassible Camille.~ ~Again Madame du Guenic
62 9 | inherited the love which Camille had~rejected.~ ~Calyste
63 9 | in his intercourse with Camille. Such vague emotions rise
64 9 | presence of the portrait~which Camille had drawn for him of her
65 9 | Come soon.~Your friend, Camille Maupin.~ ~ ~Come as you
66 9 | assembled in the little salon of~Camille's suite of rooms. It was
67 9 | deputy of Brittany," said Camille Maupin,~smiling, as Calyste
68 9 | much, Gennaro~Conti," said Camille, not replying to Claude
69 9 | the~unflattered portrait Camille had drawn of her the night
70 9 | emotions."~ ~ ~"But you have Camille Maupin before your eyes."~ ~"
71 9 | The peculiar accept which Camille gave to the last word struck
72 9 | half-abstracted look upon~Camille which always denoted in
73 9 | so dissimilar to that of Camille, was the sign of a totally~
74 9 | criticise our lives," said Camille, glancing~at him imperiously.~ ~
75 9 | exclaimed the marquise.~ ~"Camille thinks youth and beauty
76 9 | genius. In spite of what Camille had told him of~the musician'
77 9 | the adorable heart!" cried Camille. "Conti, you will never
78 9 | come."~ ~When the marquise, Camille, and Conti had arranged
79 10 | Who loves me here?"~ ~"Camille," replied Claude.~ ~"Camille
80 10 | Camille," replied Claude.~ ~"Camille loves me? And you!what of
81 10 | returned and found you with Camille~were the result of wounded
82 10 | Beatrix is dogged by nature; Camille has grandeur.~Probably you
83 10 | lips of~Claude himself that Camille loved him, at the very moment
84 10 | Beatrix whom he~loved and Camille whom he had ceased to love,
85 10 | come to Les~Touches? If Camille loved him how could he come
86 10 | the voices~of Claude and Camille roused him fully from his
87 10 | What a sentence!" cried Camille. "Am I not a woman? Do you
88 10 | quick.~ ~"Farewell, my dear Camille; I leave to-morrow. I am
89 10 | It~is to this, my dear Camille, to this that the superiority
90 10 | Sufferings!" cried Camille Maupin, taking Calyste's
91 10 | himself~knelt down, took Camille's hand, and kissed it.~ ~"
92 10 | little pity he felt for~Camille. But presently he felt once
93 10 | has happened to you?"~ ~"Camille loves me, but I love her
94 10 | struggle with the sea, he found Camille~and the marquise waving
95 10 | vessel as he approached Camille.~ ~"I thought," said the
96 10 | supposing that I~should bore Camille, if left alone with her?"~ ~"
97 10 | seats in my carriage," said Camille to Calyste;~"the maid can
98 10 | came from the celebrated~Camille Maupin, and that the Marquise
99 10 | civilization than Guerande,~Camille was read and admired; she
100 10 | fresh toilets of~Beatrix and Camille. She was painfully aware
101 10 | four daughters. To know Camille Maupin and Madame de Rochefide
102 10 | chevalier," she said to Camille and Beatrix, pointing to~
103 10 | Saint-Nazaire to take me home."~ ~Camille and Beatrix exchanged an
104 10 | fortunate mother and" began Camille, stopping short as~she remembered
105 10 | you children?" she~said to Camille.~ ~"I am Mademoiselle des
106 10 | Mademoiselle des Touches," replied Camille. "Madame is the~Marquise
107 10 | followed her.~ ~"Madame," said Camille, in a low voice to the viscountess, "
108 10 | mutual consent," replied Camille.~ ~"Ah, well! I understand
109 10 | heavens, Calyste!" said Camille in his ear, as he returned
110 10 | herself obliged to make Camille a speech on the savages
111 10 | Brittany, madame," replied Camille, gravely. "I was born at~
112 10 | attention to the~marquise and Camille as he gave the girl his
113 10 | horses were now put in; Camille placed Madame de Kergarouet
114 10 | counted, of driving~back with Camille and Beatrix, but he rode
115 10 | the lips of the celebrated Camille Maupin~/herself/. She was,
116 10 | her~absurd questions about Camille's authorship,a penance to
117 10 | worsted-work or knitting," replied Camille.~ ~"But where do you find
118 10 | branches above their~heads, Camille called Madame de Rochefide'
119 10 | by such indifference.~ ~Camille and the marquise drove through
120 10 | the two ladies, and bid Camille and Beatrix~adieu.~ ~He
121 10 | little ninny!" whispered Camille, lightly touching his ear
122 10 | trip with the illustrious Camille~Maupin, endeavored to explain
123 10 | of modern literature, and Camille's place in it. But the~literary
124 11 | reached the portico just as Camille and Beatrix were leaving
125 11 | s great-niece," replied Camille.~ ~"Well, she's a charming
126 11 | never take place," said Camille hastily.~ ~Mortified by
127 11 | even mindless.~ ~"Why so, Camille?" asked Madame de Rochefide.~ ~"
128 11 | Really, my dear," said Camille, seeing Calyste's despair, "
129 11 | Calyste, unable to understand Camille's motive, but feeling that
130 11 | artless for the part which Camille~was intending him to play,
131 11 | hour, during which time Camille continued to play,~Beatrix
132 11 | retired to her apartments. Camille at once took~Calyste into
133 11 | hands.~ ~"Yes," replied Camille, "but it will be necessary
134 11 | youth.~ ~"Very little," said Camille. "Come here every day and
135 11 | for the best."~ ~"I know, Camille, that your affection for
136 11 | clasping his~hands toward Camille, who was greatly moved on
137 11 | cried~Calyste, looking at Camille with adorable naivete.~ ~"
138 11 | never before done; he took Camille round~the waist and kissed
139 11 | heard him go, returned to Camille, whom she found with humid
140 11 | raised her sleeves and showed Camille the same~slight withering
141 11 | letter told me all," replied Camille; "happiness ignores~everything
142 11 | with an eagerness that made Camille~shudder.~ ~The two friends
143 11 | wax in those able hands. Camille~felt an almost savage pleasure
144 11 | to deceive me," thought Camille, as she kissed~her good-night.~ ~
145 11 | woman~of forty! Ah! my poor Camille, smoke your hookah; you
146 11 | upstairs, as~he was told, into Camille's own room, where he found
147 11 | toilet, my dearest!" said Camille, when Calyste had~departed.~ ~
148 11 | conversations,~into which Camille Maupin put all her ability,
149 11 | which the sharp steel of~Camille's treacherous words entered
150 11 | offence at what she thought~Camille's distrust; she considered
151 11 | Already, my dear!" said Camille, with cutting irony. The
152 11 | Monsieur du Guenic," said Camille, in the tone of a~queen.~ ~
153 11 | escaped the watchful eyes of Camille, who imparted it to Calyste.~
154 11 | shall love you," made by Camille, was the talisman with which~
155 11 | what he was when he loved~Camille, the baroness became aware,
156 11 | near losing the fruit of~Camille's plot through the Breton
157 11 | scenery pleases you," said Camille, "we must take Calyste and~
158 11 | a tone which proved that Camille's ruse had answered its
159 11 | on pensively, in silence. Camille endured unspeakable~ ~martyrdom,
160 11 | presently, laying her~hand on Camille's arm like a woman wearied
161 11 | Why not leave him?" said Camille, seeing the hour had come
162 11 | with a stupefied air.~ ~Camille rose.~ ~"I will go and hasten
163 11 | cried Calyste, "if you mean Camille, I did love her, but I love~
164 11 | smile. "I don't suppose that Camille, in spite of her~passion
165 11 | idol.~ ~"Calyste!" cried Camille, angrily, suddenly appearing
166 11 | the part being~played by Camille Maupin, as shocking as it
167 11 | afraid of, my dear?" asked Camille.~ ~"My position is so delicate
168 11 | pale. In spite of all that Camille could urge, in spite~of
169 11 | inflexible, and~showed what Camille had called her obstinacy.
170 12 | Beatrix, for distrust of Camille had come into his mind.
171 12 | nothing in return. I loved Camille without hope, and I have
172 12 | comes later. According to~Camille, it is not loving to love
173 12 | years. That grand and noble~Camille mingled her tears with mine,
174 12 | have no such arguments as Camille used to overthrow my~love.
175 12 | therefore I ask for no return. Camille~once said there was some
176 12 | love is too blind~for that; Camille has told it to me. It is
177 12 | whatever you may do to~me.~ ~Camille calls your resolution obstinacy;
178 12 | immortal passion?~ ~Ask Camille how I behaved to her after
179 12 | Talk to me of Conti, as~Camille has talked to me of Claude.
180 12 | thither by the voices of~Camille and Beatrix. They were sitting
181 12 | rebuke.~ ~Calyste rose, took Camille's hand, and kissed it. Then
182 12 | exuberance of joy surprised Camille,~and made her thoughtful;
183 12 | marquise was impenetrable. Camille tried to make Calyste talk,~
184 12 | of a piercing glance from Camille, to whom that excuse~was
185 12 | child. You are bound to~Camille, who adores you. You would
186 12 | ruined by my own conduct. Camille is free; she can go and~
187 12 | be at my ease with you~in Camille's house, I could act out
188 12 | complain. A second robbery~from Camille would be a proof of her
189 12 | else, I should still see Camille! Her love~for you is a barrier
190 12 | I, I fear, am insolent. Camille will be always your~devoted
191 12 | unreasonable tyrant. Besides,~Camille was brought to you by your
192 12 | think her very fortunate, my Camille! She can~well afford to
193 12 | triumph over a younger rival.~Camille is above such women, and
194 12 | your mind.~ ~I have studied Camille closely; she is, to my eyes,
195 12 | impossible to find; but Camille will obtain for you, even
196 12 | force upon my mind.~ ~As for Camille, you need only say the word,
197 12 | You have proved to me that~Camille is a man; she swims, hunts,
198 12 | gracious manner; she is Camille Maupin; there is~nothing
199 13 | knew herself far beneath Camille Maupin. This~inferiority
200 13 | thought she~was equalling Camille's devotion, and told herself,
201 13 | herself had set in~motion, Camille was compelled to keep watch
202 13 | complete.~ ~That morning Camille's brow had worn the halo
203 13 | into the hand of Beatrix.~Camille, whom the subtle change
204 13 | committed some folly," thought Camille, perceiving in~each of her
205 13 | intend to go, my dear?" said Camille,~interrogatively.~ ~"Yes,"
206 13 | Rochefide, who did not wish Camille to gain the slightest~inkling
207 13 | agreement together," thought Camille, who caught the~look in
208 13 | to Beatrix and followed Camille.~ ~"Calyste, you are loved,
209 13 | dropping into a chair.~ ~Camille looked into the next room;
210 13 | came into~Calyste's mind. Camille's speech foreshadowed something
211 13 | at Les~Touches, he found Camille's maid keeping watch over
212 13 | scene was passing between Camille~and Beatrix which was to
213 13 | What were Calyste and Camille doing together ever since
214 13 | Calyste said, he did not love Camille, and~if Camille knew it,
215 13 | not love Camille, and~if Camille knew it, how did they employ
216 13 | questions, certain speeches of Camille; a grinning devil~seemed
217 13 | a toy, a pleasure, which Camille was giving to~her child,
218 13 | a~moment the part which Camille was playing, and her own,
219 13 | fancied she could see in~Camille's conduct an intention of
220 13 | dressing. No sooner did Camille see her, than~she felt that
221 13 | of an embittered heart.~ ~Camille instantly left the room
222 13 | would~infallibly succumb. Camille well knew the barrenness
223 13 | The dinner was gloomy. Camille was gentle and kind; she
224 13 | time to go upstairs came, Camille offered her arm maliciously
225 13 | advantage, however," replied Camille, lighting a~cigarette.~ ~"
226 13 | genius of depravity," said Camille,~taking the cigarette from
227 13 | say so, how virtuous! But, Camille, I have just recognized
228 13 | depths have~you descended, Camille Maupin! and why?"~ ~"More
229 13 | more sphinx-like!" said Camille, smiling.~ ~"You want me
230 13 | loving foolishly!" said Camille. "Make~yourself easy on
231 13 | hatred, a venomous~look, at Camille, and found, without searching,
232 13 | sharpest arrows in~her quiver. Camille smoked composedly as she
233 13 | even to personalities on Camille's age.~ ~"Is that all?"
234 13 | much the better," replied Camille. "I do love himfar too much~
235 13 | me your hand!" continued Camille, taking Madame~de Rochefide'
236 13 | only prove its strength."~ ~Camille's face wore an air of such
237 13 | knew not how to answer. Camille dealt~her a last blow.~ ~"
238 13 | Calyste's last letter.~ ~Camille took it and read it; but
239 13 | over."~ ~"And I love him, Camille," said the marquise, with
240 13 | you cast him off!" cried Camille. "Ah! that is~not loving;
241 13 | Cold brain!" exclaimed Camille, with a sort of horror. "
242 13 | he has purified me."~ ~Camille cast on Beatrix the most
243 13 | succumb or fly."~ ~So saying, Camille bounded into her room, after
244 13 | play above board," replied Camille; "I shall write to Conti."~ ~
245 14 | first alone; Calyste and Camille followed~arm-in-arm. Gasselin
246 14 | said the young man to Camille.~ ~The marquise stopped
247 14 | Mademoiselle," said Calyste to Camille, "this is Madame du Guenic,~
248 14 | than I,"~said the baron to Camille. "You have property here,
249 14 | was cold and dignified. Camille had~lectured Calyste on
250 14 | remarks as to serve~Calyste, Camille sprang forward toward the
251 14 | necessary to explain why Camille had rushed away alone? Like~
252 14 | carried a riding-whip, for Camille has~always had a certain
253 14 | old Breton was~followed by Camille, and together they sought
254 14 | them up."~ ~"And you?" said Camille.~ ~The man seemed surprised
255 14 | and fetch a ladder," said Camille.~ ~Beatrix asked in a feeble
256 14 | saw you, Calyste," said Camille from above. "Whether Beatrix
257 14 | will adore you," replied Camille. "But this puts an end to
258 14 | of Gasselin, who~lowered Camille's red shawl till he could
259 14 | of the marquise~obliged Camille to have her taken to the
260 14 | Calyste, Gasselin, and Camille took off what~clothes they
261 14 | monosyllables when spoken to; Camille's uneasiness, roused for~
262 14 | Beatrix's bed, in company with Camille. The doctor from Guerande
263 14 | and all its~expressions. Camille smiled bitterly as her keen
264 14 | word to you."~ ~"Ah!" cried Camille, seeing the expression on
265 14 | Indiana,"the~first work of Camille's celebrated rival, in which
266 14 | me/ into the water," said Camille,~brushing away a tear.~ ~
267 14 | while sleeping," she said to Camille.~ ~"We must send him home,"
268 14 | evening, filled with music by Camille, who went to her piano to
269 14 | enter the~Academy," said Camille.~ ~Madame de Rochefide had
270 14 | that he went one day to Camille~imploring her advice.~ ~
271 14 | desperation,~complained to Camille of Beatrix's conduct.~ ~"
272 14 | that point. He listened to Camille's~advice and stayed at home
273 14 | let her know that he and Camille were~waiting breakfast for
274 14 | Another chance lost!" Camille said to him when she saw
275 14 | the road to Guerande. When Camille found her~doing so, she
276 14 | sunshine.~ ~The marquise kept Camille and Calyste waiting long
277 14 | s heart. On this subject Camille had fully informed~Calyste
278 14 | deceived. Calyste, from what Camille had told him,~was confident
279 14 | sat Conti, talking with~Camille Maupin.~ ~ ~
280 15 | himself on the bench~beside Camille, after exchanging the coldest
281 15 | Calyste had dropped beside Camille, and as she passed, the
282 15 | the marquise~looked at Camille, giving her one of those
283 15 | other?" Calyste asked of Camille.~ ~"Dear child, you don'
284 15 | starting up.~ ~"Be calm," said Camille, "or you will lose the last
285 15 | of a journalist," replied Camille. "His opera, on the~success
286 15 | he listened no longer to Camille's words.~ ~ ~In talking
287 15 | In talking with Conti, Camille had held herself prudently
288 15 | Conti offered his arm to Camille; Calyste~gave his to Beatrix.
289 15 | Calyste~gave his to Beatrix. Camille drew back to let the marquise
290 15 | many a blow, was bleeding. Camille~and Beatrix alone understood
291 15 | by the arm to return to Camille's salon, and, as if by~mutual
292 15 | galleys! And it is you, Camille, who have cast me there!
293 15 | was~another matter," cried Camille. "I am incapable of such
294 15 | you off, does he?" asked Camille.~ ~"Ah! you think you triumph!"
295 15 | said those bitter words to~Camille, who was trying to hide
296 15 | said Beatrix, looking into Camille's eyes;~"but I am fixed
297 15 | ever drive me out of~it."~ ~Camille replied, with an inimitable
298 15 | and you depart!"~ ~Neither Camille nor Beatrix was conscious
299 15 | and annoy that angel of a Camille Maupin. Well, my dear fellow,
300 15 | Calyste and Conti went up to Camille's salon. The composer, begged
301 15 | which was fully~understood. Camille, who accompanied him, guessed
302 15 | carrying Beatrix away with Camille's horses to the first~relay.
303 15 | him at the window, he saw Camille, who instantly ran down~
304 15 | before dinner was served, Camille tried to~say a few words,
305 15 | with Conti~this morning?"~ ~Camille talked long and eloquently;
306 15 | follies," he said, grasping Camille's hand, and~bidding her
307 16 | Touches, where he stayed~near Camille till past midnight. On returning
308 16 | revived. It~was therefore to Camille that the poor stricken mother
309 17 | window and~read as follows:~ ~Camille Maupin to Calyste.~ ~Calyste,
310 17 | everlasting joy. Let the poor Camille, who /is/ no longer, still~
311 17 | and~you have thus brought Camille Maupin, the unbeliever,
312 18 | terrors are not~delusions, Camille Maupin has sold me her fortune
313 25 | are the man who allowed Camille Maupin, the innkeeper of~
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