Rimbaud's girl

People who can get involved in the literary world, no matter whether they have "talent" or not, are at least similar in one thing, and they all think highly of themselves.Verlaine published poems in newspapers at the age of 19, which can be regarded as "youth fame", and it has only been 8 years so far; In the proud stage, according to the normal career development line, he will become Baudelaire's successor in a few years and become a well-known figure in the French poetry circle.

Before reading Arthur Rimbaud's poems, Verlaine really thought that he was the number one among the young French poets, and he was one of the few; but after reading the poems of the 16-year-old boy, he no longer thought so.

He could see the beauty of the poems at a glance, keenly saw the dazzling light behind the youthful passion in the poems, he did not hesitate to consider himself a discoverer of genius poets, and indeed enthusiastically introduced this wild boy to his friends.He loves him, pampers him, pampers him, and loves him passionately.

An interesting soul is one in a million, and a beautiful soul and body are also one in a million. Two in one is a treasure in the world.He was indulging in double pleasure and couldn't extricate himself.

He cannot be hindered, any obstacle must be eliminated, the Fleville family is the same, and the Rimbaud family is the same.

The Rimbauds left before 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and Fran followed them.

Verlaine has been paying close attention to the Rimbaud brothers and sisters, and when they saw them walking out of Villars' house, they immediately chased them out.

Fran went to call for a carriage, and the Rimbauds stood by the side of the road.Vitaly said Mrs. Nina's salon was not bad, and asked him if he had been to other salons. The brother and sister smiled and answered questions.

"Arthur." Verlaine called him softly behind them.

Vitaly took Arthur's hand.She brought Arthur to the salon on purpose, and she had already considered all the actions Verlaine would take.

Arthur hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I have to make it clear to him."

That's true.She nodded.

He and Verlaine stood on the side of the road and talked a few words, but there was no conspicuous intimacy. After all, it was outside Villars' house, so it was considered a public place.

Vitaly was worried that he would waver after hearing a few good words from Verlaine. As we all know, a man's flattery is unreliable, and Arthur, who has no experience in love, is at a disadvantage in this respect.

After a few minutes, Arthur impatiently knocked Verlaine's sword stick to the ground, and walked back angrily.

"Follan, you idiot, where's the carriage?"

Vitaly ignored him and turned to look at Verlaine.He picked up the sword stick, hesitating as if he wanted to come over, but he didn't dare or didn't want to.It's always like this for a man. He can abandon others, but if he becomes the one who is abandoned miserably, he will never be reconciled and must pester him.

Verlaine would not let go easily, which was already in her expectation; Arthur was likely to be persuaded, and it was also in her expectation.If Arthur wasn't her own brother, she wouldn't bother to care about such bad things, but who called her Arthur's own sister?If she were Arthur's sister, she would have scolded Verlaine forcefully.well!It's hard to be young!

Fran found a carriage at last, let Vitaly get in first, Arthur got in next, and sat with his sister.

The carriage drove away from Villar's house.

She was a little sleepy, yawning, and leaning on Arthur's shoulder.At home, she would be in bed at this time, but in Mrs. Nina's salon, the party is the most lively time.

It is not realistic to say that Arthur can completely dislike Verlaine in just two or three days. There must be a process, but this process cannot be dragged on for too long, otherwise there will be no effect.She hates that kind of stickiness, and if you want to break up, you should do it thoroughly. Even if you don't want to meet each other, don't get tired of it, otherwise the other party will always think that you still "love" him.

She must have a strategy, and the best way is to let Arthur understand and tear off Verlaine's hypocritical mask with his own hands.

What was Verlaine's problem?He is a delicate young man who wants to have a beautiful wife (and her family's money), but is unwilling to give up from other provinces.Human nature is greedy, but it is not ridiculous to think that you can have everything, and you will be taught to be a human being by the cruel reality.The reality is that it is impossible for him to disclose his relationship with Arthur unless it is a last resort. After all, this society is extremely discriminatory against homosexuals. Homosexuals are likely to be forcibly sent to lunatic asylums or prisons, and even more likely to be lynched by homophobes. It is very dangerous.

Arthur couldn't think of these latter personal dangers, but he would rather mind that he was not Verlaine's only lover.He had only himself, and Mathilde had money, and nothing could be cuter than money.

When he realizes this, Verlaine will be completely abandoned by him.

In the morning, after Vitaly washed, she went to Arthur's room and wrote letters on his desk.

"To whom?" Arthur looked at the letter paper.

"Matilde."

"What did you tell her?"

"Talk about the girls. I'm going to visit her tomorrow night. You come with me."

Arthur froze for a moment, "Shall I go too?"

"What? Are you afraid to see her?" She glanced at him.

"Why should I be afraid of seeing her?" He whispered without confidence. "I just don't know what to say to her. She's a rich lady and doesn't understand us at all."

"We? Who are you referring to? You and Verlaine?"

"—Of course it refers to us." He rubbed her hair amusedly.

"She was born rich, of course she can't understand what kind of life we ​​live. She is able to live comfortably because of her rich father. We can also work hard so that our offspring can live the same life. What do you think?"

"I can't say. A rich life..." He scratched his head. "I like to have money, but I usually don't have much money. And, how do I get money?" That's a big question!He knows the benefits of being rich and that money can bring a comfortable life, but he has no idea how to "make money".

"There are many ways to make money, we can consider it slowly."

"Going out to find a job?"

"Looking for a job is just to work for a bourgeois boss, earn a little hard money, and get enough food and clothing. How can it be regarded as 'making money'? Think about it, you can spend leisurely on an island in the Mediterranean with hundreds of thousands of francs in your hand. On the beach, basking in the sun comfortably, drinking thousands of francs a bottle of champagne, the bottle is poured on the beach, you don’t even want to reach out to help it!” She waved her hand: “It’s okay! We have 100 bottles of the same wine, whatever you want drink!"

Arthur laughed at the scene she described. It was a daydream, but a beautiful daydream, who can't have a daydream?This does not conflict with his artistic pursuit. "Fame" often means "rich", otherwise why would those seniors want to be "famous"?A better life can guarantee a more stable creation and a longer life.

Paul Verlaine did not know in advance that the guests of the dinner at Fleville's house were the Rimbaud brothers and sisters, and Mathilde did not tell him.

He was surprised to see the girl from Rimbaud's family chatting happily with his wife.

It's a bizarre picture, Mathilde hating Arthur, yet able to have a warm conversation with young Vitaly.She proudly showed Vitaly their son, George Jr., almost five months old, a well-grown boy with a round head, some thinning hair, and big round eyes.

Arthur was by his sister's side, basically never giving Verlaine a look.

Verlaine noted with disquiet that his parents-in-law seemed delighted at the sight.

He had imagined a similar scene in his wildest imagination: he, Arthur, Mathilde, and George Jr. lived happily together, and lived here, at 14 Nikolai Street.

Mathilde spoke to him occasionally, and he dealt with it absent-mindedly.

It was strange, he couldn't figure out why the Rimbauds were here, but Mathilde must be hiding something from him, he just didn't understand what she wanted to do.

He noticed that the savage boy from Charleville could act like a good boy. After staying in Paris for a few months, Arthur could not quite hear Charleville's accent, and he began to learn to use Parisian accents. Some of the slang words, learned like a "gentleman".

Vitaly also has a slight Charleville accent, but it doesn't sound like a rough country girl.

He couldn't help re-examining his wife: Mathilde grew up in Paris, and the most remote places he has been to may be some resorts by the sea. They should have no common language; Mathilde is a pampered girl. At first, it was the innocent temperament of the pure greenhouse flower in her that captivated him, and he even wrote many love poems for her!

When, there was no love between them?Is it because she became ugly after pregnancy?Or because of the pregnancy, they slept in separate beds most of the time, so there was nowhere for his vigorous cock to vent?He was at the age when young men's desires were high, and it was undoubtedly tormented not to be able to share the same bed with his wife for several months. He had been to a brothel secretly, and the Flewell family didn't know about it.

p; Alas!Love is really weird, you think you don't love her anymore, but in the end you come back to her.

He thought wildly.

Madame Flevel rang for the maid and announced dinner.

Verlaine also moved to the restaurant.

The Flevelers took the hero and heroine seats, and Verlaine and Mathilde, Arthur and Vitaly sat on both sides.

Mathilde asked: "Are you going to stay in Paris?"

"I'll have to go back and ask my mother. But I'd like to go to school in Paris, where the girls' school should be very good. Arthur is also preparing for his Baccalaureate."

"Can Mrs. Rimbaud rest assured?"

"Arthur will take care of me," Vitaly said with a sweet smile, "he is an older brother, he should take care of me."

Arthur nodded seriously, "That's right."

Mr. Flewell said, "If you want to find a private tutor or go to a girls' school, let me see if I can help you a little."

"Thank you, sir."

Verlaine couldn't help being surprised: the old man is a shrewd businessman, it's hard for him to treat people so well.

Mrs. Flevel didn't really care about the future plans of the Rimbauds, but it was a good thing that Vitaly came and could always solve the problem, or part of the problem.She hopes that the Rimbaud brothers and sisters can go back to Ardennes, but if they don't leave, she can't do anything, she can only settle for the next best thing, and hope that Vitaly can bring Arthur on the right path, and stop pestering her poor daughter's husband .

Mathilde told her mother everything, she said that Vitaly also wanted to separate them, so their goals were the same, she hoped that Vitaly could stay in Paris and watch Arthur; then she and Verlaine could take care of Arthur. Take little George to live with relatives in other provinces for several months or even years.If Verlaine couldn't see Arthur, she probably wouldn't always think about that stinky boy; she hoped that her husband would really love their son, instead of just being content to tease him a few times.

The dinner was rich, much richer than they usually ate, and old Fleville used to only cook such rich dinners when entertaining important guests or powerful relatives.

The Rimbaud brothers and sisters did not take the initiative to talk to Verlaine, nor did Verlaine take the initiative to talk to Arthur.

Arthur thought it was a little—weird.

He had lived with the Flevilles before, and what a rough boy he was!He did many things that disgusted the Fleville couple and Mathilde. Once he even tried to steal a ruby ​​cross inherited from the Flewell family, just to sell it for money and then buy wine.

The Flevelers disliked him so much that they nearly kicked him out.

What was he thinking at that time?Maybe it's because you can't understand the decadent life of the rich?Or just looking for trouble?

After my sister heard that he had done "good things" at Fleville's house, she didn't scold him. She just laughed at him for bullying others. It's really embarrassing to my mother.

When it comes to his mother, he can only shut up.

Vitaly is a very practical person, which is not very "fun"; but her reality gave him a house in Paris and money for food. He admires his sister very much, and her sister is not yet 14. At the age of [-], everything has been arranged in an orderly manner.Verlaine...Indeed, Verlaine didn't take good care of him at all, didn't find him a suitable house, and always made him live here and there for a few days. He was irritable all day long because he didn't have a fixed house. A place to sleep well.

Did Verlaine plan to make him more and more dependent on him?

In the past few days, he carefully recalled the days after he arrived in Paris. Verlaine did introduce him to some people in the literary and art circles as he promised, but obviously there were no real "big shots" among them; Verlaine knew Hugo, but in his In front of him, he never mentioned that Hugo admired him a lot back then, and it was Fulan who told him;

Also, what Vitaly said is right, Verlaine really pampered him very much, before he just thought it was because he loved him, so he wouldn't restrain him, but look at Mathilde, don't the Flevelers love this The only daughter?But if Mathilde didn't behave properly, they would teach her and correct her; so did Mama, Mama really nags, but she nags because she loves him;

Verlaine's "love" is obviously guiding and not "pure". When he jumps out of the fog of "love" and observes carefully, he can easily distinguish it; Verlaine guides him step by step, seduces him, and makes him Gradually couldn't leave him; and told him that Mathilde couldn't understand him, so he didn't love her at all-this was completely ridiculed by Vitaly, saying that no one forced Verlaine to marry Mathilde , The marriage was out of his own will, how could he have the face to say that Mathilde didn't understand him, so he didn't love her at all?

Vitaly also joked that Verlaine was a "fart dog", which amused him.

After dinner, the Rimbaud brothers and sisters left immediately.

It was almost midnight when Paul Verlaine appeared in the corridor of the hotel and knocked lightly on Arthur's door.

After knocking a dozen times, the door opened, and Verlaine slipped in.

A kerosene lamp was lit in the room, a round glass tube with a cluster of flames dancing inside.

The young man pursed his thin lips and said softly, "Why did you come?"

Verlaine's voice trembled, "I came to see you because I love you."

"Oh," Arthur chuckled, "don't say 'love', you don't deserve it."

He was in great pain, "Didn't you say you never want to see me again? Why did you go to my house again?"

"I'm going to see the Flevelers, not you."

"No, you're here to see me!" He was a little excited, "You want to know if I still love you and if I forgive you."

Arthur folded his arms and said coldly: "Forgive me? Did I do anything that needs to be forgiven by you?"

"Look, I didn't tell anyone, you did it." He stretched out his right hand, the bandage was stained with blood, dark red.

"so what?"

"I forgive you, Arthur, don't be indifferent to me."

Arthur was silent for a while, "What are you doing here tonight?"

"Last time you asked me if I would take you to Marseilles or Egypt, do you still want to go to Egypt? Or, you can go wherever you want."

"Do you have money?"

"I still have a little money, enough for us to go to Egypt. We stay in Cairo, Cairo will be interesting."

The teenager bit his lower lip, "Where are your wife and son?"

"I don't love them, I love you. Arthur, don't torture me, you know I love you."

"Love me for what? Soul? Flesh-body?"

"Love all."

Arthur tilted his head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Then you haven't taken off your clothes yet?"

Vitaly was woken up by the sound of the bed board shaking from the next room. She thought for a while before she realized that it was the sound of two people exercising violently on the bed.

As usual, Uncle Felix asked for the room at the end of the corridor, and there was no room to the left of Vitaly, only the right.Arthur lived next door to her, and Uncle Felix lived in the opposite room.

She thought, sure enough, Verlaine became dizzy the moment he saw Arthur, and they went to No. 14 Nikolai Street, and Verlaine would come to find Arthur desperately at night.

But what exactly Arthur will do, she can't control.

She wondered uneasily, did Arthur have sex with him again, so he forgot what she had tried so hard to instill before?Wouldn't she be wasting her efforts?She thought angrily, if Arthur didn't live up to his expectations, she, she would ask her uncle to beat him up!

She got out of bed, put on a thick nightgown, put on soft-soled house slippers, and took out a birch stick from the suitcase—she ordered a dozen of the same size sticks, just to beat people. Yes, maybe it still won't work, she should learn to use the whip to whip people.

She left her room, there was no one in the corridor, only the kerosene lamp on the wall was on.She went to the door of Arthur's room and turned the knob—it was locked.She scratched her head, not knowing what to do.

In the corridor, I couldn't hear the sound of the bed partner shaking. I probably heard it most clearly in the downstairs room, and I didn't know if there was anyone in the downstairs room.She was thinking wildly.

Suddenly another strange sound came from the room. After listening for a long time, Vitaly realized that it was the sound of a belt hitting something. It was quite loud, and it was accompanied by a painful and depressing sound—— Can you play?

She pressed her ear to the door, imagining what would happen inside——