Rimbaud's girl

So come to think of it, a different origin really leads to a very different way of doing things.

She asked, "What about you? How were you at the academy? Did anyone bully you? You're half French, and the English hate the French."

He smiled, "No. I'm fine, my grandfather has many relatives, and I have a cousin in the college."

"You haven't seen them since childhood, and their relationship with you is no different from that of strangers?"

He looked indifferent and lazy, "It's like this in the academy, once you get used to it, there is nothing to worry about."

"I heard that it is common for seniors to bully juniors in British schools. You said before that Eugene was beaten at Eton College."

"Yes, they don't care that Eugene is a prince."

"A prince without a country is no great man."

"exactly."

Vitaly said sympathetically: "Eugène is so pitiful—" the subject changed, "but think about it, what he has enjoyed and experienced is much more exciting than others. In the future, he can write a memoir called "" My Life as a Crown Prince."

Gabriel laughed out loud, "Okay, I'll tell him."

They were so close, cheek to cheek, that Arthur had to feign a cough.Vitaly also understood what her brother meant, and immediately pushed Gabriel's face away with her hand.

Gabriel didn't take it seriously, took the fruit plate casually, and fed her small grapes like black pearls.This grape is specially made for wine, it is very sweet, and it is delicious when eaten as fruit.

Marseille holidays are extremely pleasant.

Living in a villa by the sea, although the villa is small, it is compared to Gabriel. Others think that the villa is very big and the decoration is very comfortable.The master bedroom and guest rooms are on the second and third floors, and the servants' rooms are in a row of bungalows next to the main house.

Gabriel originally wanted to live with Vitaly in the master bedroom and second bedroom on the third floor. Arthur looked at the bedroom layout and asked Gisela to put Vitaly's luggage in the guest room on the second floor.Gabriel sighed, let Vitaly live in the master bedroom, and lived in the guest room on the second floor.

Arthur lived in a room next to the master bedroom and Vincent next to Gabriel.

The bedrooms all face the sea, with a half-moon-shaped balcony. A circle of flowerpots are placed on the balcony, filled with flowers; smell.

Breakfast is eaten on the large balcony outside the living room on the first floor. A local chef and a kitchen handyman are hired, and all three meals are extremely rich. The 4 people are very young, and they are all at the age when they have a good appetite. They can eat a lot every day without gaining weight.

I have been playing for the past two weeks and have played all over the city of Marseille.Gabriel took them to buy wine and taught them how to choose a good wine, depending on the brand, tasting, and the color of the wine. The color of wine is like a ruby; the color of champagne is like a pale topaz; some white wines are pure white and some are slightly yellow; good wines have few impurities, are clear and clear, and are soft and sweet in the mouth.

Vitaly said from the side, oh, drink less wine!

Absinthe is also divided into grades. Good absinthe tastes very good. Drinking a small glass of it, the slight hallucinogenic feeling is very good!

Absinthe was popular among the literary youth of Paris, Arthur learned to drink it while mixing with the Parnasian poets, Gabriel also drank it, Vincent and Vitaly Neither had any, so Gabriel decided to buy a few bottles of absinthe and go home.

In the evening, the night is just right.

Mixed light green absinthe, one glass per person.

If you drink less, the hallucinatory feeling is not strong, it may just magnify the feeling of being slightly drunk, the mind is a little dizzy, and the whole body is light. It is indeed good, but it is not so wonderful that it makes people intoxicated.

The three young men are all very interested in the brothel in the dock area, but because of Vitaly, no one dares to say that they will go to the brothel to see and see.They watched the cargo ships from the Far East that were unloading at the dock area. Because of the Suez Canal, the voyage from the Far East to Europe was greatly shortened. It used to take more than a month, but now it only takes half a month to reach Marseille. .

The porters push the large wooden boxes to the warehouse with trolleys for storage. Some merchants look at the goods on the spot, while other porters are moving the wooden boxes out and putting them on the wagon that pulls the goods; The sound of many people talking, the waves lapping on the hulls and jetties; the smell of horse dung, sea water, the sweat of the porters, tobacco everywhere, and—cheap perfume.

Vitaly noticed that the young men's eyes were attracted by all kinds of women.

She may be the only woman from a good family who came to the dock area today. Prostitutes dress differently from ordinary women. They show their breasts and arms as much as possible, and their skirts are not long enough to expose leather shoes and ankles. In front of well-dressed gentlemen, they will deliberately show their calves, and sometimes even their thighs.

"The skin is not white enough, it may be a mongrel." Vitaly said suddenly.

Gabriel was taken aback, and quickly looked away, "What?"

"That she might be white and Egyptian, perhaps, Indian?"

"I did not notice."

"Really not?"

"Only took a look."

"It's nothing, you can take another look."

"Really?" Gabriel took it seriously, and turned his head to look over again.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the malice from his girlfriend: he was pinched hard on his arm.

"Does it look good?"

"Uh - didn't notice! I was looking at those leather shoes, you don't like high heels very much, I found a shoe store in Paris, they make really cute little shoes, when we get back to Paris, I'll take you there Order two dozen shoes."

"I don't need so many shoes - no, I was saying you go to see those women! If you want to see, we should go to a nightclub, they have can-can dancers, they are better than whores too much!"

Arthur snickered for a while, and when he heard that there was a can-can dancer, he immediately responded enthusiastically, "Okay, let's go to the can-can tonight. Have you seen the can-can?"

"No, no one took me to a nightclub. A young girl can't go to a nightclub by herself." Vitaly sighed. "And I don't know any man of the right age to take me. Zola could, but he It's already busy with two families."

"What's your opinion of Monsieur Zola?" Gabriel asked.

"That depends on what you ask."

"--family."

"He... how do you say it? He must love his wife, but his wife can't conceive, and he wants a child, so he finds a mistress. So in fact, he doesn't love mistresses, just love wives Will bring to his children. I don't know why you men are so obsessed with having an offspring."

"Probably, all men want to have an heir to inherit their surname, blood relationship, title, and family property."

"There are many kings and nobles who have no descendants."

Gabriel smiled, "Yes."

Cancan is fun, a dozen enthusiastic tall dancers flipping layers of dancers to reveal smooth thighs; so many bare-naked thighs dancing on the stage is very attractive, young men Everyone clapped eagerly, and some flippant men whistled.

"Does it look good?" Vitaly asked Gabriel, then turned to Arthur.

Arthur grinned, "It's very beautiful. I heard that the dancers at the Moulin Rouge dance better, but unfortunately I haven't seen it. Can you ask Gabriel if you have seen it?"

So she turned to Gabriel again, "Have you ever been to the Moulin Rouge?"

"I've been there. A cousin took me there." Gabriel answered her absent-mindedly, his eyes fixed on the white thighs on the stage.

"When did you go?"

"A few years ago."

"How old are you?"

"Forget, just go..." He realized that she was playing tricks on him, looked at her with a smile, and pinched her face, "Don't worry, I'm just having fun."

"Having fun? Huh?"

"Men are like that."

"Men are all like this? Huh?" The little hand pinched his waist and pinched him lightly.

"Oh! Alright!" He endured, without dodging, "This is entertainment. Sometimes men talk about things at the wine table, and sometimes they talk about things in nightclubs. Don't worry, as you said, they—— dancers They are professional performers and I admire their work, that's all."

"I will ask my brother to watch you. You don't want to provoke any women in Oxford or London that you shouldn't provoke, and you can't do it with men."

Gabriel couldn't help laughing, "Okay, I remembered."

"Then, in order to reward you, I can advance you a reward in advance."

"What is it?"

"Not now, not here, and keep away from Arthur," she whispered in his ear.

"Okay, let's find a way to get rid of Arthur."

It was late at night when we returned to the villa.

Arthur yelled at the maid, asking her to bring the wine, and without paying attention, Vitaly had already dragged Gabriel to the beach below the villa.He watched the two cubs running around on the beach from a distance, playing "chasing each other".Gabriel has grown a lot taller this year. Now he can stand at 1 meters, which is 78 feet 5 inches. He is almost a head taller than Vitaly, and his height is only as long as his legs. He wants to catch up with her It's easy, but he cleverly made the illusion of "one step away".

The two teenagers had a great time and gradually ran away.

Arthur muttered, "Someone should tell them not to run into the sea."

But it didn't seem to matter if they jumped into the water and got soaked.

"Look! My skirt is wet!"

"It's okay, I can change a skirt for you later. Or... Just change into a nightdress?"

"You think beautifully!"

"Isn't it good?" He took two quick steps and hugged her, "Don't you want to?"

"Have you changed your career to become a personal maid?"

"No. But I am willing to help you." He hugged her waist tightly.

The sea water wet her skirt, half of her skirt was wet, and the fabric stuck to her legs.

"What do you mean by 'reward'?"

"What reward?"

Aggrieved, "You just said that in the nightclub."

"not now."

"When was that?" Lips stuck to her neck, kissing her neck one after another.

"I'll talk about it when I go back. Besides, I didn't say it was now... I didn't say it was today."

"When will you wait?"

"In a few days."

"No, you have to tell me what the reward is first, or I can't wait." He touched her waist with his hand, trying to untie the strap behind her.

"You touch-->>

what? "

"It's nothing."

"Hands off."

"Did you wear a corset underneath?"

"No. What do you want to do?" She turned her head to look at him vigilantly.

"No? Let me touch it."

"No."

"Can't you?"

"No."

"Oh!" he sighed, "I want to see you."

"Don't you see me every day?"

"I want...to see your body. You won't let me touch it, so I can always take a look, right? Just take a look."

Vitaly glared at him: Stinky man!Nothing else comes to mind!

"No, I haven't seen your body yet."

He let go of her and began to undress, "You can watch it whenever you want."

"Ah!" she exclaimed, "Mr. Oran, you are not ashamed!"

He had already taken off his coat and threw it into the sea, "I don't need to be ashamed in front of you."

"I'm going back." She said solemnly.

"You really don't want to see it?"

"Do not want to."

"Oh!" He sighed, following her. "You're so shy. You're 17. Other girls are married and have children at 17. Vitaly, how many children do you want in the future?"

"Two, preferably a boy and a girl. It's not good to have too many children, it's too noisy."

"I want to have more children, four, okay? I'm an only child, and an only child is very lonely."

"No, I can't have too many kids."

"Little fool, you don't need to take care of the children yourself. I am rich. We can hire several nannies. A child needs at least two nannies. When you want to take the children to play, ask the nannies to bring the children over. Others There are nannies and servants to do everything, you just have to be a good wife and wife all day long."

"But I don't want to have a baby every two years. I want to at least -- think about having a baby after I'm 24. I can have my first baby at 25 and my second at 28 so my body It will recover relatively quickly, and it will not affect my career too much."

"Your career?" Gabriel looked at her in surprise, "You mean, writer?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" She suddenly realized that they had never discussed this issue.

"I thought... I hope you can be Mrs. Orland at ease after marriage."

Vitaly said nothing.

"If you still have time, you can write about it as a hobby, not a career. Your career should be a wife and mother. You must first take care of your family."

"Doesn't everything have servants? How do I 'look after my family'?" Her voice was a little cold, but Gabriel didn't catch it.

"Being a housewife is not as easy as you think. Before we get engaged, you need to learn social etiquette from your mother. After you get engaged, you also need to learn how to manage a manor from your mother. Although the manor has a housekeeper, a qualified housewife should be able to do everything. You know, at least learn to manage the housekeeper. You don’t need to do small things, but you have to know what to do, such as arranging a ball for 200 people, or a banquet for 30 people. After we get married, Eugene will definitely come to us When the time comes, we will see if we live in London, or a manor in the suburbs—”

He suddenly noticed that Vitaly was walking faster and faster, almost a trot.He froze for a moment, wondering if she was angry?But why is she angry?Isn't this something she should consider?

Vitaly walked faster and faster, trotting, trotting, up the back stairs of the villa, back into the house, up to the second floor.

Gisela, who was waiting in the living room, caught up all the way, "Miss, quickly take off your wet skirt."

"Close the door," she untied the belt on her waist, "lock it."

Gisela locked the door behind her and came to help her take off her wet skirt, inside and out, and put on her nightgown.

"The hot water is ready, do you want to wash your hair?"

"No, it's not easy to do. I'll wash my hair tomorrow morning." She went to the bathroom.

Half lying in the bathtub, she was thinking with worry, Gabriel is just the most common type of man in this era, content with his wife and children on the bed, what he wants is a beautiful and gentle wife who can give birth to him. Heir, manage the family and property well, as for his wife's personal career, it is not within his consideration.The reason this wasn't exposed before is because they haven't discussed it.

But since marriage is to be considered, it is inevitable that these specific issues will be mentioned.

Just having "love" is not enough.

What's more, she didn't love him enough to sacrifice her career.

Gisela was talking to someone outside the bathroom door, the voice of a man, probably either Arthur or Gabriel.

Ugh!

In fact, Arthur was not much better, just an ordinary man.He hasn't confirmed his sexual orientation yet, but he has revealed his idea of ​​finding a girl of the right family to marry and have children.Of course not now, but after the age of 30. In short, after he has had enough time, he can take care of finding an 18-year-old wife and have a few children, just like other ordinary men.

She's just his sister and has nothing to say or criticize about what he thinks.

But Gabriel—she became sad, and finally realized that even a man like Gabriel, who is gentle and submissive to her, is still very masculine in his bones. After marriage, she will have many things. I can't continue writing.Writing is a happy thing, and writing can also make her feel that she is not an ordinary one among all living beings. She may become a literary giant handed down to future generations, and she also wants to be the kind that people will still read her books 200 years later. Great writer, but should women be bound in the family?

Even George Sand could not find time to write until he left his husband.Family life takes up a lot of women's time, so it's not that women rarely become writers, but that most women have to spend a lot of time on family chores, and have no time to pursue hobbies or even careers.

She remembered what he had said to Gabriel about George Sand before.It is said that George Sand is not a "good wife" in the traditional sense, and her works should be viewed separately from herself.

So maybe men are like this?I always feel that women only need to depend on men, and don't want to have their own careers, because that would not be "virtuous".Looking back, Gabriel never seemed to actively encourage her to pursue a career. He talked about her creation in a conniving tone, and he felt that it was just her "little hobby". do not encourage.

She was sullen and didn't come out until the water in the bathtub became cold.

Gabriel wrote a letter and put it on her pillow. She was not in the mood to read it, so she put it on the bedside table.

Gisela unbraided her hair and combed it carefully with a wooden comb, "Miss, Mr. Oran said, if you don't read his letter, please calm down and read it tomorrow morning."

"How does he know that I don't want to read his letter?"

Gisela laughed. "I guessed he had offended you when he said that. I said, Miss is very good-tempered, and you shouldn't offend her."

Vitaly muttered softly, "I have a bad temper! It's just that you didn't see me getting angry."

"Miss is very beautiful, even if she is angry, she is still a beautiful girl. Mr. Oran should bear with it."

"Yes, let him bear it!" She couldn't help shedding tears as she spoke, "I hate him!"

"My lady! I'll go to Mr. Oran and let him come down and apologize to you, will you?"

She sobbed, "It's no surprise that he apologized! Even if he did, he didn't understand why I was angry. Gisela, women are really hard."

"I know, miss. It's very hard for a woman to live in this world." A personal maid will not be a vulgar country girl, she must be literate, at least able to fluent newspapers, and the salary of a personal maid is also higher than that of an ordinary maid. Twice as high, this is the price of knowledge.

"He is very kind to me. I don't need to open my mouth. He thinks of me. I like beautiful clothes and accessories. I like to eat delicious food. I don't have to worry about basic necessities. girl!"

"No, miss, he loves you very much, I can see that."

"However, in many cases, only love is not enough."

"However, many times, many women can't even get 'love'."

"Oh! You are right! I can say what I want now, at least I don't have any more requirements. I only ask for new skirts, new hats, and new shoes every season. When vegetables and fruits are on the market You can eat fresh fruits and vegetables in season, you can eat meat without having to count how much you can eat every day; you can go where you want to play, and you can afford paints and paper if you want to learn painting. These are all very easy to satisfy. Even if I don’t earn a cent, Gabriel is willing to pay all my expenses, but that’s different, it’s not so easy to make money by yourself, but you will feel very fulfilled when you get the money you earn.”

"Sense of accomplishment?"

"It's a sense of satisfaction. Men think about making contributions, and officers think about winning big battles on the battlefield so that they can be promoted, paid or awarded honors or titles. That's a man's career. Women can't go to the battlefield now, but we still There are other 'battlefields', you know what I mean? Britain can have a queen and rule well, why can't women be as good as men in other professions?"

Gisela thought for a while, "I kind of understand what you mean. You want to do a job that men can do?"

"Yes, except for some occupations, the physical and intellectual differences between men and women are not that big, and these gaps will become smaller and smaller. You said, it is also a stack of manuscript paper, a pen, and a bottle of ink , Men can use it to write, so of course women can! There have always been female writers, and this is not something to be ashamed of. In fact, many female writers write as well as male writers! Or even better!"

The author has something to say: *You guys, naive!There are class differences between Vitaly and Gabriel, as well as differences in the way of thinking. How can there be no conflict?

*Well, I actually forgot what Gabriel wrote earlier. If there is any inconsistency, this chapter shall prevail.

——Characters——

Verlaine: Arthur's lover, imprisoned

Mathilde: Verlaine's wife, later separated and divorced

Forlan: friend of Verlaine, painter

Flaubert: Writer, adoptive father of Vitali

Caroline Commanville: Flaubert's niece

Paco: servant of the Flaubert family, fictional

M. Boyle: Steward of the Flaubert House, fictional

Madame Verne: Cook of the Flauberts, fictional

Mrs. Reval: Vitaly's maid, fictional

Gisela: Vitaly's valet, fictional

Mister Alfonso: Publisher, Fiction

Philip: Caroline's son, fictional

Romy: Caroline's daughter, fictional