Chap.

  1        1|            distinguished man.~“The Count Xavier de Vandeuvres,” Fauchery
  2        1|           his companion’s ear.~The count and the journalist shook
  3        1|       began to listen to them. The Count de Vandeuvres carried Blanche
  4        1|          he queried. “You know the Count Muffat de Beuville?”~“Oh,
  5        1|       often go to their house. The count’s with his wife and his
  6        1|            councilor of state; the count had recently been appointed
  7        1|             I have already met the count, but I should like to go
  8        1|      laughing with Labordette; the Count de Vandeuvres was craning
  9        1|           the Muffats, of whom the count appeared very serious, as
 10        1|     openings in each door. But the Count de Vandeuvres stopped him
 11        1|            presented his cousin to Count Muffat de Beuville, who
 12        1|            be very fine,” said the count, whose square–cut, regular–
 13        1|          confusion there—”~But the count interrupted him in his severe
 14        1|            their shirt fronts.~“We count on you next Tuesday,” said
 15        1|            not once mentioned. The count was so glacially dignified
 16        1|       comfortably installed in the Count de Vandeuvres’s stage box
 17        1|           streetwalker— she didn’t count. But she was such a scandalous
 18        1|   Curiosity led him to look at the Count de Vandeuvres—he was extremely
 19        1|          and serious as usual, the count was sitting straight upright,
 20        1|            among the foremost. The Count de Vandeuvres took his departure
 21        2|            was a Walachian, a mock count, whose money, paid always
 22        2|          Marquis de Chouard and of Count Muffat de Beuville, which
 23        2|         Marquis de Chouard and the Count Muffat into the dressing
 24        2|          our insistence,” said the Count Muffat gravely. “We come
 25        2|       marquis’s cadaverous cheeks. Count Muffat, who was on the point
 26        2|            It would never end. The count and the marquis had both
 27        2|         then, who wants some?” The count was the sharper of the two.
 28        2|             while a frown made the count look more grave than before.
 29        2|       clear, unclouded glance. The Count Muffat bowed slightly. Despite
 30        3|           distinguish her from the count’s mother, who had died the
 31        3|    armchair, however, in which the count’s mother had died—a square
 32        3|          his suspicions, while the Count Muffat, standing in front
 33        3|            near the door round the Count Xavier de Vandeuvres, who
 34        3|            of vigor for his age.”~“Count Bismarck is to accompany
 35        3|         Joncquoy. “Do you know the count? I lunched with him at my
 36        3|            the whole room spoke of Count Bismarck, and opinions differed
 37        3|    journalist, after bowing to the count, stood for some moments
 38        3|            slight nod he indicated Count Muffat, who was just then
 39        3|          general, had been created count by Napoleon I, and naturally
 40        3|       chuckled as he looked at the count, whose face, with its fringe
 41        3|            deserted at last by the Count Muffat and the deputy, came
 42        3|            is not in Paris?” asked Count Muffat.~“Dear me, no!” replied
 43        3|           Certainly it was not the count who had inveigled thither
 44        3|         motionless in corners. The Count Muffat attracted to the
 45        3|             and the hushed step of Count Muffat was alone audible
 46        3|            suddenly aware that the count’s mother, in all her glacial
 47        3|          religious life?” Then the count returned with the remark:~“
 48        3|          the countess followed the Count de Vandeuvres with her eyes.
 49        3|            white teeth, and as the count passed she questioned him.~“
 50        3|            in which to risk giving Count Muff his invitation. The
 51        3|        gaily continued, addressing Count Muffat.~The last–named,
 52        3|        forcing the invitation.~The count became more grave than before.
 53        3|          ex–music–hall singer, the count only emphasized his refusal.
 54        3|          not continue pressing the count. The Marquis de Chouard
 55        3|        have a definite no from the count.”~The Count Muffat was talking
 56        3|            no from the count.”~The Count Muffat was talking to his
 57        3|       could only be curiosity. The count listened to these arguments
 58        3|         ended by accepting had not Count Muffat perceived M. Venot’
 59        3|           steel.~‘No,” replied the count directly, in so decisive
 60        3|         with Leonide de Chezelles. Count Muffat and the Marquis de
 61        3|        emperor, fortunately,” said Count Muffat in his grave, official
 62        4|         Nana’s hand.~Just then the Count de Vandeuvres made his appearance
 63        4|            sort of tale to explain Count Muffat’s refusal.~Seeing
 64        4|         but when she turned to the Count de Vandeuvres he seemed
 65        4|        pressed into her service at Count Muffat’s. Nana thanked him.
 66        4|           sound of whispering. The Count de Vandeuvres certainly
 67        4|           was now getting settled. Count de Vandeuvres placed himself
 68        4|        present time,’” replied the count, laughing. “Nothing to be
 69        4|      always meeting him about with Count Bismarck.”~“Dear me, Bismarck!”
 70        4|           veered fatefully back to Count Bismarck. Tatan Nene bent
 71        4|         that up if that ninny of a Count Muffat were really to treat
 72        4|         know,” she remarked to the count. “He’s in hopes of repeating
 73        4|          at Foucarmont’s head, and Count de Vandeuvres had to interfere
 74        4|      answering him and appealed to Count Vandeuvres.~“Make your friend
 75        4|           had disappeared. But the count reassured him—he had just
 76        4|           Fauchery had not put the Count Muffat off coming! A regular
 77        4|   happiness. For she knew this—the count had become madly devoted
 78        4|    possessed with a hope of seeing Count Muffat enter her room among
 79        4|        milk. In the empty room the Count de Vandeuvres was left alone
 80        4|          card table; they had lost count of their whereabouts and
 81        5|          splendid whiskers!”~“It’s Count Muffat,” replied Fauchery. “
 82        5|         him afterward!”~“So that’s Count Muffat! We know his father–
 83        5|            coat. Behind him walked Count Muffat and the Marquis de
 84        5|            himself had to warn the count, for a canvas was descending.
 85        5|     Highness deigns to follow me—”~Count Muffat was already making
 86        5|         existence. But just as the count was going up the stage a
 87        5|            the dressing rooms. The count lifted his eyes as he passed
 88        5|           making up her mind. Then Count Muffat, with glowing cheeks,
 89        5|          essences and powders. The count went up to the dressing
 90        5|            she seemed to recognize Count Muffat, and she extended
 91        5|       fresh and perfumed hand. The count had dined excellently at
 92        5|              Then he drank it off. Count Muffat and the Marquis de
 93        5|          champagne. The prince and Count Muffat, between whom Nana
 94        5|    remained save His Highness, the count and the marquis. Bordenave
 95        5|          Chouard on the divan, and Count Muffat alone remained standing.
 96        5|   maintained a respectful silence.~Count Muffat, indeed, had not
 97        5|          France again. Ah, my dear Count, you don’t value your pretty
 98        5|          thing among friends. “The count is virtue itself.”~Hearing
 99        5|            of carmine on her lips. Count Muffat felt more excited
100        5|         while awaiting her cue. As Count Muffat was coming up in
101        5|          grew grave. Meanwhile the count was venturing down a passage
102        5|            yes. Suddenly, however, Count Muffat obeyed an overmastering
103        5|       prince began saying, for the count’s presence embarrassed him.~
104        5|           whispered Bordenave.~The count and the prince had been
105        5|            came backing toward the count’s peephole, he stood upright
106        5|           came and buttonholed the count in order to keep himself
107        5|            in miserable tenements. Count Muffat had seen many such
108        5|         the foot of the stairs the count once more felt the hot breath
109        5|        stuck up like hummocks. The count dashed recklessly forward,
110        5|         Fauchery began calling the count, and the latter was rushing
111        5|         rhino.”~And turning to the count:~“You’ll see, she’s very
112        5|            she darted off, and the count remained much embarrassed
113        5|        laughing. And with that the count found himself alone with
114        5|            to dress and be off. As Count Muffat came down the last
115        5|            when she recognized the count she smiled.~“Oh, you frightened
116        5|            see me down there.”~The count was a shy man, and the thought
117        6|                         CHAPTER VI~Count Muffat, accompanied by his
118        6|            his astonishment at the count’s answer he glanced up at
119        6|            he lying so glibly? The count, on his side, noticed the
120        6|        this evening, Georges?”~The count gave a little start of astonishment,
121        6|       effect of his remarks on the count. The latter was twirling
122        6|          bell rang he listened for Count Muffat, who was on his way
123        6|       another had arrived with the Count de Vandeuvres, who had followed
124        6|           evening. At night as the count was leaving the park Georges
125        6|      waited soberly.~Nana welcomed Count Muffat, who, though still
126        6|       played false to Georges.~The count had seated himself with
127        6|           on the road to Gumieres, Count Muffat walked slowly home
128        6|    existence lasted nearly a week. Count Muffat used to come every
129        6|          evening, as his wont was, Count Muffat mounted the hill
130        6|        prowling round La Mignotte. Count Vandeuvres had been seen
131        6|           the old lady spared only Count Muffat and Georges. The
132        6|            Muffat and Georges. The count, who said he had serious
133        6|           during each afternoon of Count Muffat. Whenever they went
134        6|        rose from table he took the count’s arm and drew him into
135        6|      leaning on the old man’s arm, Count Muffat reappeared with blanched
136        6|           and were followed by the count and the marquis, walking
137        6|           them.~“Go on!” cried the count.~They never moved and seemed
138        6|       whispered as he stood behind Count Muffat.~The latter in extreme
139        6|            was leaning silently on Count Muffat’s arm, and so sad
140        6|      becoming extremely plump! But Count Muffat especially was silent
141        6|        bedroom a scene ensued. The count threw himself upon the bed
142        6|           Once on the highroad the count walked so rapidly that his
143        7|     evening three months afterward Count Muffat was strolling in
144        7|         fastened to a yellow cuff.~Count Muffat had slowly returned
145        7|         curious manifestations the count posted himself in front
146        7|        Hustled by a passer–by, the count unconsciously left the paperweights
147        7|         Montmartre.~After that the count kept a sharp lookout at
148        7|    suspicious sidelong glance. The count walked to the corner of
149        7|           bottom of this well. The count had at once marked the light
150        7|         fastening creaked, and the count fled.~Nana was certainly
151        7|            walked quietly off. The count had been getting ready to
152        7|           she could get rid of the count toward midnight everything
153        7|           hung submissively on the count’s arm as they went from
154        7|          it’s Nana!” he cried.~The count had briskly disappeared
155        7|    exchanged a silent chuckle. The count must be looking charmingly
156        7|         were shut in together.~The count obeyed her submissively,
157        7|    reflected on how to dismiss the count. She would have liked to
158        7|       Nineteen years,” replied the count~“Ah! And is your wife amiable?
159        7|        propped herself against the count’s knees.~“Now just fancy,
160        7|          that little by little the count described to her his bridal
161        7|             queried the astonished count.~“Because,” she replied
162        7|        were you saying?” asked the count complaisantly, for he was
163        7|         may regret afterward.”~The count, by way of answer, mumbled
164        7|         the while and avoiding the count’s gaze. He was out of breath,
165        7|    singular in open mockery of the count.~“What—what do I—” he stammered. “
166        7|            beheld one another. The count still wore his muddy clothes,
167        8|            when she had turned the count and the banker so vigorously
168        8|          it was she who had turned Count Muffat out of doors with
169        8|            in their chairs, losing count of time in front of the
170        8|         found it best no longer to count upon him. Whenever, however,
171        8|         The other people ceased to count the moment there was no
172        8|           enjoying her conquest of Count Muffat, a flame came into
173        8|         her that he forgot to keep count of his real interests. When
174        9|       there.”~They were talking of Count Muffat. Labordette had arranged
175        9|          he was anxious to win the count’s favor and hoped to be
176        9|         Nana recognized Mignon and Count Muffat. They came forward
177        9|          rehearsal and greeted the count with looks of exaggerated
178        9|      reappeared and went up to the count, Rose Mignon, whose suspicions
179        9|          Labordette was taking the count away with him. The latter
180        9|          his tact when he left the count at the foot of the stairs
181        9|          Come in!”~At sight of the count she shut the window, for
182        9|       another gravely. Then as the count still kept standing stiffly
183        9|         she paused in front of the count and spoke with quiet directness.~“
184        9|          such a step disgusted the count.~“No, no! Never!” he cried.~
185        9|           however, losing sight of Count Muffat, whose return he
186        9|    Entering in the half–light, the count had paused at the back of
187        9|      madness!”~Then looking at the count and finding him so pale
188        9|        called out:~“Fauchery!”~The count had been on the point of
189        9|           alone, at any rate.”~The count was extremely embarrassed,
190        9|             impatient gesture. The count had nothing to do with his
191        9|          assure you,” rejoined the count, growing bolder. “This very
192        9|          his anger had ceased. The count felt that he was looking
193        9|           TROP, went away, but the count remained with bowed head.
194        9|         sure! It’s an eggeup,” the count repeated.~“Excuse me, you’
195        9|        once taken his eyes off the count, tranquilly awaited results.~“
196        9|          make game of me!”~But the count, with a multiplicity of
197        9|            depths of a cellar. The count, with racked limbs and vacant
198       10|            artificial originality. Count Muffat had bought the house
199       10|            errands which bored the count; he made a comfortable job
200       10|      bankruptcy which, despite the count’s money, was imminent. Nevertheless,
201       10|           At starting Nana put the count on a proper footing and
202       10|            their relationship. The count gave twelve thousand francs
203       10|      Estelle in marriage. When the count began making himself notorious
204       10|          or a dinner. And when the count seemed inclined to find
205       10|            on Muffat Nana kept the Count Xavier de Vandeuvres for
206       10|         when the Hugons were there Count Muffat arrived out of hours.
207       10|            like other people.”~The count simply gaped in astonishment. “
208       10|        dine with Philippe, and the count behaved with great amiability.
209       10|            arms and legs and cause Count Muffat much distress. Bijou
210       10|         lovers.~For some time past Count Muffat had appeared suspicious,
211       10|           accused of deceiving the count with Vandeuvres and the
212       10|            cold reception from the count that he had prudently refrained.
213       10|            Satin were present. The count arrived early. He stood
214       10|       oblige his lady clients. The count put himself into the hands
215       10|            consequence. Seeing the count, he discreetly placed a
216       10|           case mysteriously to the count.~During dinnertime Nana
217       10|            how best to dismiss the count. The others would soon be
218       10|           however, when he saw the count deliberately taking up his
219       10|          her eyes off Nana and the count, who were now alone. Muffat,
220       10|            mention of the name the count was filled with disgust. “
221       10|            praise of Daguenet. The count had again taken her hands;
222       10|           out of the question! The count, deeply moved and with a
223       11|          landau was a present from Count Muffat. When she had made
224       11|           He spoke to me about the count, about his divided house,
225       11|         undertook to reconcile the count and his wife. You know it’
226       11|            outburst. Moreover, the count appeared to be in big money
227       11|            had opposed it, but the count, they said, had insisted.
228       11|       stiff and solemn form of the Count Muffat had appeared behind
229       11|           were whispering that the count had given her up. It was
230       11|          to send the letter to the count so as to be revenged on
231       11|            Then to begin with, the count separates from his wife.”~“
232       11|           the woman hanging on the count’s arm, had allowed them
233       11|          she had seen nothing, the count was obliged to take her
234       11| mysteriously obtained capital, the count was doing his utmost to
235       11|             Marechal,” queried the count in the lowest of voices, “
236       11|      understand a word of what the count was whispering, dared not,
237       11|           must have their say. The count has again laid at least
238       11|          situation when he saw the count and Labordette talking together
239       11|       became an ex–coachman of the count’s, and brutally frank as
240       12|            draperies, Nana and the count lay still awake. He had
241       12|           the edge of the bed. The count let his head fall back on
242       12|            she shivered, while the count, in his surprise at her
243       12|  disfigured, she turned toward the count.~“Do look! My head’ll be
244       12|         caused her to question the count in a prudent sort of way.
245       12|             looked savagely at the count and once more hurled her
246       12|            smiled when she saw the count but did not move.~“Ah, dear
247       12|         even spoke of God, and the count thought he was listening
248       12|           wan upon her pillow. The count was patiently listening
249       12|          necessary to pay, for the count would never have allowed
250       12|           the property without the count’s authorization. The day
251       12|        welcomed at the door by the count and the countess they were
252       12|             the old friends of the count’s mother were taking refuge.
253       12|         take a distant view of the count and countess. Sabine was
254       12|            dignity. Scandalized by Count Muffat’s conduct, he had
255       12|            the whole position— the count’s wild passion for Nana,
256       12|       whole desire in bringing the count and the countess together
257       12|      better, and every evening the count came and asked how she did.
258       12|          but close to the door the count and countess were still
259       12|         have been chattering.~“The count hasn’t noticed him,” muttered
260       12|     waiting very calmly behind the count’s back. That evening the
261       12|           s back. That evening the count’s deportment was one of
262       12| celebration of the church marriage Count Muffat made his appearance
263       12|     business conversation, and the count was the first to speak of
264       13|        Toward the end of September Count Muffat, who was to dine
265       13|         this solitary occasion the count turned up and came straight
266       13|         brought in the lights.~The count, with his hands on his knees,
267       13|           to my poor friends.”~The count consented to give way and
268       13|           she always spoke thus of Count Muffat, and the gentlemen
269       13|         thousand francs out of the count. However, she soon regretted
270       13|         Come, come, my girl, don’t count on anyone but yourself.
271       13|           quarter of an hour later Count Muffat found her thus, but
272       13|            After the following day Count Muffat had likewise forgotten
273       13|         kindly inclined toward the count, for he was biding his time.
274       13|      question between Nana and the count, and that was “money.” One
275       13|          of desire, which she lost count of the morning after, and
276       13|          throw the men at his head Count Muffat pretended not to
277       13|           the same strain, and the count had to separate them and
278       13|     anxieties he could own to. The count put up with the stupidity
279       13|     cigarette papers with him. The count had turned very pale and
280       13|          but did not kill her. The count had to nurse her and to
281       13|         She would come back to the count red all over, happy at having
282       13|          Satin as she deceived the count, going mad over some monstrous
283       13|            one.~At times, however, Count Muffat was still singularly
284       13|          would be ridiculous.”~The count grew very pale and made
285       13|             She simply said to the count:~“Eh, little rough, another
286       13|     Chouard in his nightshirt.~The count had clasped his hands together
287       13|       responded to his appeal, the count flung his arms round the
288       13|        shipwreck of his house. The count was not touched thereby.
289       13|     meeting of the marquis and the count had given her a severe fit
290       13|           Those two fellows didn’t count; they could enter into her
291       14|           escaped them. It was the Count Muffat, and he was giving
292       14|           to kick the bucket.”~The count sat with uplifted eyes and
293       14|    Fauchery. “Now you’ll see.”~The count had, in fact, quitted his
294       14|           they could only make out Count Muffat, who looked like