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Guy de Maupassant
The story of a Farm Girl

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1 I| buggies were kept. Close to it, in a ditch, there was a 2 I| a bundle of straw, threw it into the ditch and sat down 3 I| ditch and sat down upon it. Then, not feeling comfortable, 4 I| feeling comfortable, she undid it, spread it out and lay down 5 I| comfortable, she undid it, spread it out and lay down upon it 6 I| it out and lay down upon it at full length on her back, 7 I| she sprang up at a bound. It was Jacques, one of the 8 I| them for a long time, and it might be forever. She grew 9 I| grew sad as she thought of it, while he, with one fixed 10 I| a long time," she said. "It is very hard to be separated 11 I| however, only laughed. "No, it was a mere nothing; only 12 I| evening's walk, and said: "It is not nice of you to despise 13 I| and then slowly munched it.~When Jacques found that 14 I| not believe his promises. "It must be at once," she said. " 15 I| and then said: "I swear it, by Heaven!"~Then she released 16 II| before she was so upset by it that she was obliged to 17 II| obliged to sit down. Perhaps it was from him? But, as she 18 II| a time, however, she put it into her pocket, as she 19 II| painful manner in which it moved its poor little hands, 20 II| thin as a crab's legs; but it lived for all that. She 21 II| with the child, so she left it with some neighbors, who 22 II| promised to take great care of it, and she went back to the 23 II| the mad longing to kiss it, to press it in her arms, 24 II| longing to kiss it, to press it in her arms, to feel the 25 II| at night; she thought of it the whole day long, and 26 II| of the fire and gaze at it intently, as people do whose 27 II| way of saving up money for it, and determined to work 28 II| her master's money as if it had been her own; and, by 29 II| schoolmaster three times about it, but when she got there, 30 II| asking for money, as if it were something disgraceful; 31 III| and she did not recognize it. It had grown rosy and chubby 32 III| she did not recognize it. It had grown rosy and chubby 33 III| fat. She threw herself on it, as if it had been some 34 III| threw herself on it, as if it had been some prey, and 35 III| been some prey, and kissed it so violently that it began 36 III| kissed it so violently that it began to scream with terror; 37 III| to cry herself, because it did not know her, and stretched 38 III| to its nurse as soon as it saw her. But the next day 39 III| saw her. But the next day it began to know her, and laughed 40 III| know her, and laughed when it saw her, and she took it 41 III| it saw her, and she took it into the fields, and ran 42 III| ran about excitedly with it, and sat down under the 43 III| greatest pleasure in handling it, in washing and dressing 44 III| in washing and dressing it, for it seemed to her that 45 III| washing and dressing it, for it seemed to her that all this 46 III| maternity; and she would look at it, almost feeling surprised ' 47 III| feeling surprised 'that it was hers, and would say 48 III| low voice as she danced it in her arms: "It is my baby, 49 III| danced it in her arms: "It is my baby, it's my baby."~ 50 III| her arms: "It is my baby, it's my baby."~She cried all 51 III| window as he talked. "How is it, Rose," he said, "that you 52 III| he asked her: "Well, will it suit you?" "Will what suit 53 III| until tomorrow to think it over."~And he hurried out 54 III| to dip both her feet in it. She sat down on a tuft 55 III| longing to throw herself into it. All her sufferings would 56 III| affair is settled isn't it?" She did not reply at first, 57 III| lover?" "Perhaps that is it," she replied, trembling 58 III| rage: "Ah! So you confess it, you slut! And pray who 59 III| head, I suppose? Who is it, I say?" And as she gave 60 III| me. Then I will tell you; it is Jean Baudu?' "No, not 61 III| he," she exclaimed. "Then it is Pierre Martin?" "Oh! 62 III| But he still tried to find it out, with his brutish obstinacy, 63 III| brutish obstinacy, and, as it were, scratching at her 64 III| animal which he scents inside it. Suddenly, however, the 65 III| man shouted: "By George! It is Jacques, the man who 66 III| and she exclaimed: "No, it is not he, it is not he!" " 67 III| exclaimed: "No, it is not he, it is not he!" "Is that really 68 III| hastily: "I will swear it; I will swear it to you -- " 69 III| will swear it; I will swear it to you -- " She tried to 70 III| misfortune, as they call it, or it would have been known, 71 III| misfortune, as they call it, or it would have been known, and 72 III| have been known, and as it has no consequences, no 73 III| something at the bottom of it, however."~She could say 74 IV| robbed, and who would find it out some day or other. And 75 IV| some vague fear floating in it. And so years went on, until 76 IV| sometimes even brutally, and it even seemed as if he had 77 IV| hastened to the church.~It was getting dusk; the narrow 78 IV| and with her eyes fixed on it, she fell on her knees. 79 IV| Yes, yes, I know all about it; your husband has mentioned 80 IV| When a man takes a wife it is not that they may live 81 IV| began to cry, and said: "It is not my fault! It is not 82 IV| said: "It is not my fault! It is not my fault!" He grew 83 IV| added: "I do not say that it is, but it is very provoking, 84 IV| not say that it is, but it is very provoking, all the 85 V| with a pinch of ashes in it every evening. The farmer 86 V| farmer consented to try it, but without success; so 87 V| he had made some marks; it was kneaded up with herbs, 88 V| them was to eat a piece of it, but they ate the whole 89 V| obtaining any results from it.~Next, a schoolmaster unveiled 90 V| fruitful a second time; but it was in vain, and then she 91 V| child, I have had one! I had it by Jacques; you know Jacques. 92 V| of her, and said: "Then it is my fault that you have 93 V| did you not tell me about it?" he asked. "How could I?" 94 V| of this; I am not saying it for form's sake, but I am


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