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šŸ”„ āž”ļø The Gamekeeper by Guy de Maupassant - Audiobook - Short Story

Originally published in 1884, The Gamekeeper by Guy de Maupassant is a tale of love and betrayal set in the French countryside.

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00:00The Game Keeper by Guy de Maupassant
00:03It was after dinner, and we were talking about adventures and accidents which happened while out shooting.
00:12An old friend known to all of us, Mr. Boniface, a great sportsman and a connoisseur of wine,
00:20a man of wonderful physique, witty and gay,
00:24and endowed with an ironical and resigned philosophy which manifested itself in caustic humour,
00:32and never in melancholy, suddenly exclaimed,
00:36I know a story, or rather a tragedy, which is somewhat peculiar.
00:43It is not at all like those which one hears of usually,
00:47and I have never told it, thinking that it would interest no one.
00:51It is not at all sympathetic.
00:53I mean by that that it does not arouse the kind of interest which pleases or which moves one agreeably.
01:01Here is the story.
01:03I was then about thirty-five years of age, and a most enthusiastic sportsman.
01:10In those days I owned a lonely bit of property in the neighbourhood of Jumege,
01:16surrounded by forests and abounding in hares and rabbits.
01:20I was accustomed to spending four or five days alone there each year,
01:25there not being room enough to allow of my bringing a friend with me.
01:30I had placed there as gamekeeper an old retired gendarme,
01:35a good man, hot-tempered, a severe disciplinarian,
01:40a terror to poachers and fearing nothing.
01:43He lived all alone, far from the village, in a little house, or rather hut,
01:49consisting of two rooms downstairs, with kitchen and storeroom, and two upstairs.
01:55One of them, a kind of box, just large enough to accommodate a bed, a cupboard and a chair,
02:02was reserved for my use.
02:05Old man Cavalier lived in the other one.
02:08When I said that he was alone in this place, I was wrong.
02:13He had taken his nephew with him, a young scamp about fourteen years old,
02:18who used to go to the village and run errands for the old man.
02:22This young scapegrace was long and lanky, with yellow hair,
02:27so light that it resembled the fluff of a plucked chicken,
02:31so thin that he seemed bald.
02:33Besides this, he had enormous feet and the hands of a giant.
02:39He was cross-eyed and never looked at anyone.
02:42He struck me as being in the same relation to the human race
02:46as ill-smelling beasts are to the animal race.
02:50He reminded me of a polecat.
02:53He slept in a kind of hole at the top of the stairs,
02:57which led to the two rooms.
02:59But during my short sojourns at the pavilion, so I called the hut,
03:04Marius would give up his nook to an old woman from Icosherville,
03:09called Celeste, who used to come and cook for me,
03:13as old man Cavalier's stews were not sufficient for my healthy appetite.
03:18You know now the characters and the locality.
03:21Here is the story.
03:23It was on the 15th of October, 1854.
03:28I shall remember that date as long as I live.
03:31I left Rouen on horseback, followed by my dog, Boc,
03:35a big Dalmatian hound from Poitou, full-chested and with a heavy jaw,
03:41which could retrieve among the bushes like a pont and a mere spaniel.
03:46I was carrying my satchel slung across my back
03:48and my gun diagonally across my chest.
03:51It was a cold, windy, gloomy day, with clouds scurrying across the sky.
03:58As I went up the hill at Cantalou, I looked over the broad valley of the Seine,
04:03the river winding in and out along its course as far as the eye could see.
04:08To the right the towers of ruin stood out against the sky,
04:12and to the left the landscape was bounded by the distant slopes,
04:15covered with trees.
04:16Then I crossed the forest of Rumaire, and, towards five o'clock, reached the pavilion,
04:24where Cavalier and Celeste were expecting me.
04:27For ten years I had appeared there at the same time, in the same manner,
04:32and for ten years the same faces had greeted me with the same words.
04:38Welcome, Master. We hope your health is good.
04:43Cavalier had hardly changed.
04:45He withstood time like an old tree,
04:47but Celeste, especially in the past four years,
04:50had become unrecognisable.
04:53She was bent almost double,
04:55and, although still active,
04:56when she walked her body was almost at right angles to her legs.
05:00The old woman, who was very devoted to me,
05:04always seemed affected at seeing me again,
05:07and each time as I left she would say,
05:10This may be the last time, Master.
05:14The sad, timid farewell of this old servant,
05:18this hopeless resignation to the inevitable fate,
05:21which was not far off for her,
05:23moved me strangely each year.
05:25I dismounted,
05:28and while Cavalier, whom I had greeted,
05:30was leading my horse to the little shed,
05:33which served as a stable,
05:34I entered the kitchen,
05:36which also served as dining-room,
05:38followed by Celeste.
05:40Here the gamekeeper joined us.
05:42I saw at first glance that something was the matter.
05:46He seemed preoccupied, ill at ease, worried.
05:49I said to him,
05:50Well, Cavalier, is everything all right?
05:53He muttered,
05:55Yes and no,
05:56there are things I don't like.
05:58I asked,
06:00What?
06:01Tell me about it.
06:02But he shook his head.
06:04Oh, not yet, monsieur.
06:06I do not wish to bother you with my little troubles
06:08so soon after your arrival.
06:12I insisted,
06:13but he absolutely refused to give me any information before dinner.
06:18From his expression,
06:19I could tell that it was something very serious.
06:21Not knowing what to say to him,
06:23I asked,
06:24How about game?
06:26Much of it this year?
06:28Oh, yes.
06:29You'll find all you want.
06:31Thank heaven.
06:32I looked out for that.
06:34He said this with so much seriousness,
06:36with such sad solemnity,
06:38that it was really almost funny.
06:41His big grey moustache seemed almost ready to drop from his lips.
06:46Suddenly I remembered that I had not yet seen his nephew.
06:48Where is Marius?
06:50Why does he not show himself?
06:52The gamekeeper started,
06:54looking me suddenly in the face.
06:57Well, monsieur,
06:58I'd rather tell you the whole business right away.
07:01It's on account of him that I am worrying.
07:04Oh, well, where is he?
07:07Over in the stable, monsieur.
07:09I was waiting for the right time to bring him out.
07:12What has he done?
07:15Well, monsieur.
07:17The gamekeeper, however, hesitated,
07:19his voice altered and shaky,
07:21his face suddenly furrowed by the deep lines of an old man.
07:26He continued slowly.
07:28Well, I found out last winter
07:30that someone was poaching in the woods of Rosaires,
07:33but I could not seem to catch the man.
07:36I spent night after night on the lookout for him,
07:39in vain.
07:41During that time they began poaching over by Ecosheville.
07:45I was growing thin from vexation,
07:48but as for catching the trespasser,
07:50impossible.
07:51One might have thought that the rascal
07:53was forewarned of my plans.
07:55But one day while I was brushing Marius's Sunday trousers,
07:58I found forty cents in his pocket.
08:02Where did he get it?
08:04I thought the matter over for about a week,
08:07and I noticed that he used to go out.
08:09He would leave the house just as I was coming home to go to bed.
08:13Yes, monsieur.
08:14Then I started to watch him,
08:16without the slightest suspicion of the real facts.
08:19One morning, just after I had gone to bed before him,
08:22I got right up again and followed him.
08:26Preshadowing a man,
08:27there is nobody like me.
08:29Monsieur.
08:30And I caught him, Marius,
08:32poaching on your land, monsieur.
08:34He my nephew.
08:36I your keeper.
08:37The blood rushed to my head,
08:39and I almost killed him on the spot.
08:41I hit him so hard.
08:43Oh, yes, I thrashed him all right,
08:46and I promised him that he would get another beating from my hand
08:49in your presence as an example.
08:53There, I have grown thin from sorrow.
08:55You know how it is when one is worried like that.
08:58But tell me, what would you have done?
09:01The boy has no father or mother,
09:03and I am the last one of his blood.
09:05I kept him.
09:06I couldn't drive him out, could I?
09:08I told him that if it happened again,
09:11I'd have no more pity for him.
09:12All would be over.
09:14There, did I do right, monsieur?
09:17I answered, holding out my hand.
09:21You did well, cavalier.
09:23You are an honest man.
09:26He rose.
09:27Thank you, monsieur.
09:29Now I am going to fetch him.
09:30I must give him his thrashing as an example.
09:34I knew that it was hopeless to try and turn the old man from his idea.
09:39I therefore let him have his own way.
09:42He got the rascal and brought him back by the ear.
09:45I was seated on a cane chair with the solemn expression of a judge.
09:51Maria seemed to have grown.
09:52He was homelier even than the year before, with his evil, sneaking expression.
09:57His big hands seemed gigantic.
10:00His uncle pushed him up to me and, in his soldierly voice, said,
10:05Beg the gentleman's pardon.
10:08The boy didn't say a word.
10:10Then, putting one arm round him,
10:12the former gendarme lifted him right off the ground
10:15and began to whack him with such force that I rose to stop the blows.
10:20The boy was now howling.
10:22Mercy, mercy, mercy, I promise.
10:24Cavalier put him back on the ground and forced him to his knees.
10:29Beg for pardon, he said.
10:32With eyes lowered, the scamp murmured,
10:35I ask for pardon.
10:37Then his uncle lifted him to his feet
10:38and dismissed him with a cuff which almost knocked him down again.
10:43He made his escape, and I did not see him again that evening.
10:47Cavalier appeared overwhelmed.
10:50He is a bad egg, he said.
10:53And throughout the whole dinner he kept repeating,
10:56Oh, that worries me, monsieur, that worries me.
10:59I tried to comfort him, but in vain.
11:02I went to bed early, so that I might start out at daybreak.
11:07My dog was already asleep on the floor at the foot of my bed when I put out the light.
11:12I was awakened toward midnight by the furious barking of my dog, Bok.
11:17I immediately noticed that my room was full of smoke.
11:20I jumped out of bed, struck a light, ran to the door and opened it.
11:24A cloud of flames burst in.
11:26The house was on fire.
11:28I quickly closed the heavy oak door, and, drawing on my trousers,
11:32I first lowered the dog through the window, by means of a rope made of my sheets.
11:37Then, having thrown out the rest of my clothes, my game-bag and my gun,
11:42I in turn escaped the same way.
11:45I began to shout with all my might,
11:47Cavalier! Cavalier! Cavalier!
11:49But the game-keeper did not wake up.
11:53He slept soundly like an old gendarme.
11:56However, I could see through the lower windows that the whole ground floor was nothing but a roaring furnace.
12:02I also noticed that it had been filled with straw to make it burn readily.
12:06Somebody must have purposely set fire to the place.
12:09I continued, shrieking wildly,
12:12Cavalier!
12:13Then the thought struck me that the smoke might be suffocating him.
12:18An idea came to me.
12:19I slipped two cartridges into my gun and shot straight at his window.
12:24The six panes of glass shattered into the room in a cloud of glass.
12:28This time the old man had heard me,
12:31and he appeared, dazed, in his night-shirt,
12:33bewildered by the glare which illuminated the whole front of his house.
12:37I cried to him,
12:39Your house is on fire! Escape through the window!
12:42Quick! Quick!
12:43The flames were coming out through all the cracks downstairs,
12:47were licking along the wall,
12:48were creeping towards him and going to surround him.
12:51He jumped and landed on his feet, like a cat.
12:55It was none too soon.
12:57The thatched roof cracked in the middle, right over the staircase,
13:01which formed a kind of flue for the fire downstairs,
13:03and an immense red jet jumped up into the air,
13:06spreading like a stream of water and sprinkling a shower of sparks around the hut.
13:13In a few seconds it was nothing but a pool of flames.
13:16Cavalier, thunderstruck, asked,
13:19How did the fire start?
13:21I answered,
13:23Somebody lit it in the kitchen.
13:25He muttered,
13:26Who could have started the fire?
13:29And I, suddenly guessing, answered,
13:32Marius.
13:32The old man understood.
13:35He stammered.
13:37Oh, God!
13:38That's why he didn't return.
13:42A terrible thought flashed through my mind.
13:45I cried,
13:46And Celeste! Celeste!
13:47He did not answer.
13:49The house caved in before us,
13:51forming only an enormous, bright, blinding brassiere,
13:55an awe-inspiring funeral pile,
13:58where the poor woman could no longer be anything but a glowing ember,
14:02a glowing ember of human flesh.
14:05We had not heard a single cry.
14:09As the fire crept toward the shed,
14:11I suddenly bethought me of my horse,
14:13and Cavalier ran to free it.
14:16Hardly had he opened the door of the stable
14:18when a supple, nimble body darted between his legs
14:21and threw him on his face.
14:23It was Marius,
14:25running for all he was worth.
14:27The man was up in a second.
14:29He tried to run after the wretch,
14:31but,
14:32seeing that he could not catch him,
14:34and maddened by an irresistible anger,
14:36yielded to one of those thoughtless impulses
14:39which we cannot foresee or prevent,
14:41he picked up my gun,
14:43which was lying on the ground near him,
14:45put it to his shoulder,
14:46and before I could make a motion,
14:48he pulled the trigger without even noticing
14:50whether or not the weapon was loaded.
14:53One of the cartridges which I had put in
14:55to announce the fire was still intact,
14:58and the charge caught the fugitive right in the back,
15:02throwing him forward on the ground,
15:04bleeding profusely.
15:06He immediately began to claw the earth with his hands
15:08and with his knees,
15:10as though trying to run on all fours like a rabbit
15:12who had been mortally wounded,
15:14and sees the hunter approaching.
15:16I rushed forward to the boy,
15:19but I could already hear the death rattle.
15:22He passed away before the fire was extinguished
15:25without having said a word.
15:28Cavalier, still in his shirt, his legs bare,
15:31was standing near us, motionless, dazed.
15:34When the people from the village arrived,
15:37my gamekeeper was taken away like an insane man.
15:42I appeared at the trial as witness
15:44and related the facts in detail
15:46without changing a thing.
15:49Cavalier was acquitted.
15:50He disappeared that very day,
15:52leaving the country.
15:54I have never seen him since.
15:56There, gentlemen,
15:59that is my story.
16:02End of The Gamekeeper
16:04by Guy de Maupassant
16:05who knew this man who got a Brule.
16:07They have been looking for him since the youth war.
16:08I covered as a futour as a child,
16:11who ran with the dirish on his foe.
16:12He disappeared and contributed a littleĪæ?
16:13Do not know.
16:14I just didn't know that I was繋upendant age atrĆ”s,
16:15do not know me when he died.
16:16Theseoux communal spirits,
16:17have been Kitaku.
16:18Take a pair of black friends,
16:19I can't see him.
16:21Take the Gillis and his knife bare.
16:22The girl of the mythology
16:22and the perpetrates
16:23were attacked from our hands
16:25and diamond people 24.
16:26Clark VŠ¾Ń€Š¾Ńˆelman K.

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