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sorrow； that my curiosity increased in proportion with my astonishment。
The consequence was that whenever I met friends to whom I had never
breathed the name of Marguerite； I always began by saying：
〃Did you ever know a certain Marguerite Gautier？〃
〃The Lady of the Camellias？〃
〃Exactly。〃
〃Oh； very well！〃
The word was sometimes accompanied by a smile which could leave
no doubt as to its meaning。
〃Well； what sort of a girl was she？〃
〃A good sort of girl。〃
〃Is that all？〃
〃Oh； yes； more intelligence and perhaps a little more heart than most。〃
〃Do you know anything particular about her？〃
〃She ruined Baron de G。〃
〃No more than that？〃
〃She was the mistress of the old Duke of 。 。 。〃
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〃Was she really his mistress？〃
〃So they say； at all events； he gave her a great deal of money。〃
The general outlines were always the same。 Nevertheless I was
anxious to find out something about the relations between Marguerite and
Armand。 Meeting one day a man who was constantly about with known
women； I asked him： 〃Did you know Marguerite Gautier？〃
The answer was the usual： 〃Very well。〃
〃What sort of a girl was she？〃
〃A fine； good girl。 I was very sorry to hear of her death。〃
〃Had she not a lover called Armand Duval？〃
〃Tall and blond？〃
〃Yes。
〃It is quite true。〃
〃Who was this Armand？〃
〃A fellow who squandered on her the little money he had； and then had
to leave her。 They say he was quite wild about it。〃
〃And she？〃
〃They always say she was very much in love with him； but as girls like
that are in love。 It is no good to ask them for what they can not give。〃
〃What has become of Armand？〃
〃I don't know。 We knew him very little。 He was with Marguerite for
five or six months in the country。 When she came back； he had gone。〃
〃And you have never seen him since？〃
〃Never。〃
I； too； had not seen Armand again。 I was beginning to ask myself if；
when he had come to see me； the recent news of Marguerite's death had
not exaggerated his former love； and consequently his sorrow； and I said to
myself that perhaps he had already forgotten the dead woman； and along
with her his promise to come and see me again。 This supposition would
have seemed probable enough in most instances； but in Armand's despair
there had been an accent of real sincerity； and； going from one extreme to
another； I imagined that distress had brought on an illness； and that my not
seeing him was explained by the fact that he was ill； perhaps dead。
I was interested in the young man in spite of myself。 Perhaps there was
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some selfishness in this interest； perhaps I guessed at some pathetic love
story under all this sorrow； perhaps my desire to know all about it had
much to do with the anxiety which Armand's silence caused me。 Since M。
Duval did not return to see me； I decided to go and see him。 A pretext was
not difficult to find； unluckily I did not know his address； and no one
among those whom I questioned could give it to me。
I went to the Rue d'Antin； perhaps Marguerite's porter would know
where Armand lived。 There was a new porter； he knew as little about it as
I。 I then asked in what cemetery Mlle。 Gautier had been buried。 It was the
Montmartre Cemetery。 It was now the month of April； the weather was
fine； the graves were not likely to look as sad and desolate as they do in
winter； in short； it was warm enough for the living to think a little of the
dead； and pay them a visit。 I went to the cemetery； saying to myself： 〃One
glance at Marguerite's grave； and I shall know if Armand's sorrow still
exists； and perhaps I may find out what has become of him。〃
I entered the keeper's lodge； and asked him if on the 22nd of February
a woman named Marguerite Gautier had not been buried in the
Montmartre Cemetery。 He turned over the pages of a big book in which
those who enter this last resting…place are inscribed and numbered； and
replied that on the 22nd of February； at 12 o'clock； a woman of that name
had been buried。
I asked him to show me the grave； for there is no finding one's way
without a guide in this city of the dead； which has its streets like a city of
the living。 The keeper called over a gardener； to whom he gave the
necessary instructions； the gardener interrupted him； saying： 〃I know； I
know。It is not difficult to find that grave；〃 he added； turning to me。
〃Why？〃
〃Because it has very different flowers from the others。〃
〃Is it you who look after it？〃
〃Yes； sir； and I wish all relations took as much trouble about the dead
as the young man who gave me my orders。〃
After several turnings； the gardener stopped and said to me： 〃Here we
are。〃
I saw before me a square of flowers which one would never have taken
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for a grave； if it had not been for a white marble slab bearing a name。
The marble slab stood upright； an iron railing marked the limits of the
ground purchased； and the earth was covered with white camellias。 〃What
do you say to that？〃 said the gardener。
〃It is beautiful。〃
〃And whenever a camellia fades； I have orders to replace it。〃
〃Who gave you the order？〃
〃A young gentleman； who cried the first time he came here； an old pal
of hers； I suppose； for they say she was a gay one。 Very pretty； too； I
believe。 Did you know her； sir？〃 〃Yes。〃
〃Like the other？〃 said the gardener； with a knowing smile。 〃No； I never
spoke to her。〃
〃And you come here； too！ It is very good of you； for those that come
to see the poor girl don't exactly cumber the cemetery。〃
〃Doesn't anybody come？〃
〃Nobody； except that young gentleman who came once。〃
〃Only once？〃
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃He never came back again？〃
〃No； but he will when he gets home。〃
〃He is away somewhere？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Do you know where he is？〃
〃I believe he has gone to see Mlle。 Gautier's sister。〃
〃What does he want there？〃
〃He has gone to get her authority to have the corpse dug up again and
put somewhere else。〃
〃Why won't he let it remain here？〃
〃You know； sir；