By George Sand
Newly translated into English, "The Devil’s Pool" is the most well-liked of George Sand’s novellas and her best-selling paintings in France this day. Illustrating Sand’s brevity, liveliness, and exemplary storytelling, the story bargains with a lot of her attribute themes—the relatives among the sexes, the plight of the underprivileged, and the position of fable in human life—making it an awesome advent to her paintings. additionally integrated are translations of 2 of Sand’s so much in demand brief tales, "Lavinia" and "The Unknown God," in addition to quite a few proper essays and files.
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Madame,” Morangy was saying, “you’ve been playing games with me long enough. Surely you must know how much I love you; and I think it very cruel of you to treat me as if this is some mere passing fancy. I shall love you for the rest of my life; and if you don’t allow me to devote my whole life to you, then, Madame, you’ll see a man of the world lose all sense of propriety and turn his back on the realm of cold logic. ” replied Lavinia. “Very well, I shall. ” “Yes indeed, Madame; I’m fully aware of it.
Morangy was speaking in French, and Lavinia was answering in the same language, which she handled as proficiently as English—another new talent! She listened to the nob’s insipid compliments with remarkable courtesy. The Count ventured two or three amorous speeches, which seemed to Lionel to depart somewhat from the rules of good taste and dramatic propriety. Lavinia wasn’t at all angry; there was scarcely a hint of mockery in her smile. She urged the Count to return to the ball on his own, pointing out that it wouldn’t be proper for the two of them to return together.
She was dressed in a gown of India muslin. In her hair she wore a spray of white heather picked from the ravine— no plant is more graceful; looking at its delicate strands swaying Lavinia (1833) 35 against the black hair, you would have said they were clusters of living pearls. Her simple dress and hairstyle were exquisitely tasteful; they revealed a woman’s ingenious coquetry by the fact that they concealed it. Never had Lionel seen Lavinia look so alluring. For a moment he was on the brink of falling at her feet and asking to be forgiven; but the calmness of her smile helped him regain the bitterness that is so necessary if such an interview is to be handled with every appearance of dignity.