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Original Short Stories — Volume 08   By: (1850-1893)

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Original Short Stories — Volume 08 by Guy de Maupassant is a captivating collection of short stories that showcases the author's brilliant storytelling and keen understanding of human nature. Each story is beautifully written and brimming with depth, immersing the reader in a world of intrigue, emotion, and moral dilemmas.

Maupassant's characters are complex and deeply flawed, making them relatable and compelling. Whether exploring themes of love, betrayal, or greed, the author's keen observations of human behavior shine through in each story, leaving a lasting impact on the reader.

One of the standout stories in the collection is "The Diamond Necklace," a tale of vanity and deception that culminates in a surprising twist. Maupassant's ability to craft a narrative that keeps the reader guessing until the very end is truly impressive.

Overall, Original Short Stories — Volume 08 is a must-read for fans of classic literature and short fiction. Maupassant's talent for storytelling is on full display in this collection, making it a worthwhile addition to any bookshelf.

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ORIGINAL SHORT STORIES, VOLUME 8, (of 13)

By Guy De Maupassant

Translated by:

ALBERT M. C. McMASTER, B.A. A. E. HENDERSON, B.A. MME. QUESADA and Others

VOLUME VIII.

CLOCHETTE THE KISS THE LEGION OF HONOR THE TEST FOUND ON A DROWNED MAN THE ORPHAN THE BEGGAR THE RABBIT HIS AVENGER MY UNCLE JULES THE MODEL A VAGABOND THE FISHING HOLE THE SPASM IN THE WOOD MARTINE ALL OVER THE PARROT A PIECE OF STRING

CLOCHETTE

How strange those old recollections are which haunt us, without our being able to get rid of them.

This one is so very old that I cannot understand how it has clung so vividly and tenaciously to my memory. Since then I have seen so many sinister things, which were either affecting or terrible, that I am astonished at not being able to pass a single day without the face of Mother Bellflower recurring to my mind's eye, just as I knew her formerly, now so long ago, when I was ten or twelve years old.

She was an old seamstress who came to my parents' house once a week, every Thursday, to mend the linen. My parents lived in one of those country houses called chateaux, which are merely old houses with gable roofs, to which are attached three or four farms lying around them... Continue reading book >>


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