Torsade Literary Space Frédéric Boutet: The Birthmark (complete)
Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails The Birthmark (complete) “Watch the road…if anyone comes,” ordered the blind man, a meagre fellow without age, wrapped in a macintosh the color of dust. Through a hole in the hedge where they’d hidden themselves, the youth who accompanied […]
Frédéric Boutet: The Amateur (conclusion)
Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails The Amateur (conclusion) “But I tell you I’m not a thief!” moaned Marcel. “Oh! Enough of jokes,” interrupted the jeweler wearily. “Your story! Isn’t it plain? Caught with your hand in the bag…why the dear little […]
Frédéric Boutet: The Amateur (part one)
Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails The Amateur (part one) Marcel Chambrun returned from an evening gathering at around two a.m. In the comfortable little townhouse he shared with his mother, he made his noiseless way, taking care not to wake anyone. He reached his […]
Frédéric Boutet: An Investigation (complete)
Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails An Investigation (complete) “Denise! What a nice surprise! You’ve come to spend the afternoon with me, have you? As you see, I’ve been stitching virtuously… Heavens, what is it?” Yvonne Vertel, who, to welcome Denise Cartier had arranged her […]
Frédéric Boutet: A Reputation (conclusion)
Frédéric Boutet A Few Blackmails A Reputation (conclusion) Better even than his impudent visitor, he knew the effect such a revelation would produce, and the disrepute, unjust but inevitable, it would reflect on himself. He thought of his friends and his enemies, of […]
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, […]