The Red Lily — Complete
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Anatole France. The Red Lily — Complete
The Red Lily — Complete
Table of Contents
BOOK 1
CHAPTER I. “I NEED LOVE”
CHAPTER II. “ONE CAN SEE THAT YOU ARE YOUNG!”
CHAPTER III. A DISCUSSION ON THE LITTLE CORPORAL
CHAPTER IV. THE END OF A DREAM
CHAPTER V. A DINNER ‘EN FAMILLE’
CHAPTER VI. A DISTINGUISHED RELICT
CHAPTER VII. MADAME HAS HER WAY
CHAPTER VIII. THE LADY OF THE BELLS
CHAPTER IX. CHOULETTE FINDS A NEW FRIEND
BOOK 2
CHAPTER X. DECHARTRE ARRIVES IN FLORENCE
CHAPTER XI. “THE DAWN OF FAITH AND LOVE”
CHAPTER XII. HEARTS AWAKENED
CHAPTER XIII. “YOU MUST TAKE ME WITH MY OWN SOUL!”
CHAPTER XIV. THE AVOWAL
CHAPTER XV. THE MYSTERIOUS LETTER
CHAPTER XVI. “TO-MORROW?”
CHAPTER XVII. MISS BELL ASKS A QUESTION
CHAPTER XVIII. “I KISS YOUR FEET BECAUSE THEY HAVE COME!”
CHAPTER XIX. CHOULETTE TAKES A JOURNEY
It was the next day
CHAPTER XX. WHAT IS FRANKNESS?
CHAPTER XXI. “I NEVER HAVE LOVED ANY ONE BUT YOU!”
CHAPTER XXII. A MEETING AT THE STATION
BOOK 3
CHAPTER XXIII. “ONE IS NEVER KIND WHEN ONE IS IN LOVE”
CHAPTER XXIV. CHOULETTE’S AMBITION
CHAPTER XXV. “WE ARE ROBBING LIFE”
CHAPTER XXVI. IN DECHARTRE’S STUDIO
CHAPTER XXVII. THE PRIMROSE PATH
CHAPTER XXVIII. NEWS OF LE MENIL
CHAPTER XXIX. JEALOUSY
CHAPTER XXX. A LETTER FROM ROBERT
CHAPTER XXXI. AN UNWELCOME APPARITION
CHAPTER XXXII. THE RED LILY
CHAPTER XXXIII. A WHITE NIGHT
CHAPTER XXXIV. “I SEE THE OTHER WITH YOU ALWAYS!”
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Anatole France
Published by Good Press, 2019
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She saw in them the days of her childhood; the castle wherein she had passed the sweet, sad summers; the dark and humid park; the pond where slept the green water; the marble nymphs under the chestnut-trees, and the bench on which she had wept and desired death. To-day she still ignored the cause of her youthful despair, when the ardent awakening of her imagination threw her into a troubled maze of desires and of fears. When she was a child, life frightened her. And now she knew that life is not worth so much anxiety nor so much hope; that it is a very ordinary thing. She should have known this. She thought:
“I saw mamma; she was good, very simple, and not very happy. I dreamed of a destiny different from hers. Why? I felt around me the insipid taste of life, and seemed to inhale the future like a salt and pungent aroma. Why? What did I want, and what did I expect? Was I not warned enough of the sadness of everything?”
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