Frédéric Boutet: A Reputation (part one)

Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails A Reputation (part one)                             “Monsieur, a gentleman has come on the part of the Philanthropic Society of Paris.” “Well, let him in,” said M. Blestat. He folded his newspaper, shook his cigar ash into the fire, […]

Frédéric Boutet: Memory (conclusion)

Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails Memory (conclusion)                             And it had come, to fall within this happiness lasting now twenty years, this name: Melchior Bostelette. For Melchior Bostelette had been one of them, in his day, that rowdy gang of the Latin […]

Frédéric Boutet: Memory (part one)

Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails Memory (part one)                             “Yes, my dear Vardot, I saw these men this morning, and I tell you the thing is done. You will be named mayor. No candidate will oppose you. That’s only fair, isn’t it? […]

Frédéric Boutet: One Blackmail (conclusion)

Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails One Blackmail (conclusion)                             His smile was fat, insolent; he added: “It is not necessary for me to waste your time. We, that is to say, myself and my client… He wants to see you, it is […]

Frédéric Boutet: One Blackmail (part one)

Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails One Blackmail (part one)                               Tall and lithe, svelte in her perfect but simple tailoring, Marie-Anne d’Hauberive leant standing against the mantelpiece of her little sitting room. She had been going out for her morning walk, […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Garden of the Pirate (conclusion)

Frédéric Boutet The Garden of the Pirate (conclusion)                                 “But no, not at all. That is an error. All the city believed we would find enormous sums… Not in the least! Nothing! Barely four or five thousand francs… The two […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Garden of the Pirate (part two)

Frédéric Boutet The Garden of the Pirate (part two)                                 “Tonight…” grumbled M. Duvaudois, in ill humor. And he went indoors to sleep, after seeing the stranger out. The following evening, the vigil recommenced at the top of the pigeoncote. […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Garden of the Pirate (part one)

Frédéric Boutet The Garden of the Pirate (part one)                                 The unknown visitor seated himself on the chair indicated by M. Duvaudois. “Monsieur,” he said, “you will forgive my insisting on being received in this way, presenting myself without telling […]

The Hold (conclusion)

Short Story The Hold (conclusion)                         His wife had said something that morning, going out the door. A nuisance, a little hackle raising… One of her near-arguments, that he never could win because she’d be in the car, backing. Could you pound on a […]

The Hold (part two)

Short Story The Hold (part two)                         A tap, tap made him look behind. “See the phone? If you need anything, pick it up. Operator.” “Gotcha.” A bunch of greens fell in a stack, and poofed off, with a shimmery sound effect; more fell, […]