Georges Eekhoud

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Georges Eekhoud (1854-1927) published works such as Escal Vigor and The New Carthage. These writings evoke Laurent, Blandine and Béjard.

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Georges Eekhoud, The New Carthage (1917)

“ So be it!" he thought. "It is just as well that we separate!"
He left the room. In the street a nervous gaiety took possession of him, in reaction. Was he not free, emancipated, his own master? No more college, no more control, no more guardians. And, especially, no more remorse, no more jealousy, even no more love. He believed her to be Madame Béjard now, detached her forever from Gina. He rejected his cousin as if he were throwing away a flower polluted by a slug.
"And to think that the Dobouziez' think that they are punishing me in throwing me upon my own resources!" ”

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Georges Eekhoud, Escal Vigor (1909)

“ Come, Blandine, without rancour, this time the moment has come to part for ever."
What was it that she read so poignant, so critical in the Dykgrave's look.
"No, no, I will not," she cried. "I repeat my former promise. Thou wilt see, Henry, I will keep my word. Oh, do not tear me away all at once from thy presence and thy heart!"
"So be it," Kehlmark consented, "let us try again, but thou must agree with Guidon Govaertz. He is the being whom I cherish most in this world, he is as necessary to me as the air I breathe; only he has reconciled me to life. ”

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Georges Eekhoud, The New Carthage (1917)

“ He was deeply moved, too, by the slight odor of manure, that April evening when a peasant walked about with his pail sprinkling his tardy soil with ladle-fulls. The contempt of this rustic for the tender, delicate spring, the phlegm of this large-breeched, tanned, tow-headed peasant busying himself with his inelegant, but useful job, the violent contrast between the substantial lout and the ambient archness of the season conquered Laurent Paridael there and then, and in the same minute, the view that he had been enjoying seemed insipid and sophisticated. He could but look at the young farmer. ”

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Georges Eekhoud, Escal Vigor (1909)

“ But she, being aware that Kehlmark's despair had precedence, was greater even than her own, took up none but a maternal attitude.
"Tell me, Blandine," said he, "to whom have I ever done harm? To thee? But without meaning it; I was not at all the man thou had'st dreamed of, or at least, the sort thou would'st have wished. I cannot help it. The first to suffer was I myself through thy suffering. Thou weep'st in listening to me; thou art right, Blandine, if thou shed'st these tears at the thought of my calvary, of my long Passion. Thy pity does me honour and does me good. ”

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Georges Eekhoud, The New Carthage (1917)

“ She was living only for her son, a baby a year old, who was the image of her, and for her father, the only rich person she still loved and believed in. Those little sirens, Angéle and Cora, continued to waste effort in trying to inculcate in Gina their own special philosophy: to take life as though it was a perpetual pleasure party, never to conjure up dreams or ideals, to attach one's self but moderately so that detachment would be easy, to profit by youth and the smile of opportunity, to close one's eyes to all sadness and pain. ”

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Georges Eekhoud, Escal Vigor (1909)

“ Night has fallen. Nobody pays any further attention to Blandine. Every servant girl is provided for. But Blandine will have to wait at least three summers before an honest youth would think of her. Her turn will come! That may be what is meant by a certain anticipated homage in the shape of tender glances, or light touches of the body, which some of the gay sparks bestow upon her, as they press slightly against her with their thighs in passing. The child sees no more in the looks, feels no more in the touches than a somewhat rough sympathy, that is all! ”

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Georges Eekhoud, The New Carthage (1917)

“ Gina had just read in it something other than murderous fury, a more direct plea, an imminent danger ...
"Before I assure your happiness and that of Bergmans forever, be good to me just for one instant, Gina ... the instant that it takes to give a sister's kiss. Then I shall leave to accomplish my mission. And you shall never see me again ... Quick! the farewell kiss, my Regina ..."
His voice changed, became hoarse and threatening; his plea sounded false; he dragged her by force to him, twisting her wrists as he did it.
"Laurent! Stop! You're hurting me!..." ”

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