. The complete works of Gustave Flaubert; embracing romances, travels, comedies, sketches and correspondence; . he fusion of planes, in a word, ancient races, through the very fact of their ex-istence, left the mark of their noble attitudes and pureblood on the works of the masters. In Juvenal, ican hear confusedly the death-rattles of the gladiators;Tacitus has sentences that resemble the drapery of alaticlave, and some of Horaces verses are like thebody of a Greek slave, with supple undulations, andshort and long syllables that sound like crotala. But why bother about these thing
. The complete works of Gustave Flaubert; embracing romances, travels, comedies, sketches and correspondence; . he fusion of planes, in a word, ancient races, through the very fact of their ex-istence, left the mark of their noble attitudes and pureblood on the works of the masters. In Juvenal, ican hear confusedly the death-rattles of the gladiators;Tacitus has sentences that resemble the drapery of alaticlave, and some of Horaces verses are like thebody of a Greek slave, with supple undulations, andshort and long syllables that sound like crotala. But why bother about these things? Let usnot go so far back, and let us be satisfied with whatis manufactured. What is wanted nowadays is ratherthe opposite of nudity, simplicity and truth ? Fortuneand success will fall to the lot of those who knowhow to dress and clothe facts! The tailor is the kingof the century and the fig-leaf is its symbol; laws,art, politics, all things, appear in tights! Lyingfreedom, plated furniture, water-colour pictures, why!the public loves this sort of thing! So let us give itall it wants and gorge the fooll. CHAPTER XIMont Saikt-Michel. HE road from Pontorson to the MontSaint-Michel is wearying on ac-count of the sand. Our post-chaise(for we also travel by post-chaise),was disturbed every now and thenby a number of carts filled withthe grey soil which is found in these parts andwhich is transported to some place and utilised asmanure. They became more numerous as we ap-proached the sea, and defiled for several miles untilwe finally saw the deserted strand whence they this white surface, with its conical heaps of earthresembling huts, the fluctuating line of carts remindedus of an emigration of barbarians deserting their na-tive heath. The empty horizon stretches out, spreads, andfinally mingles its greyish flats with the yellow sandof the beach. The ground becomes firmer and a saltbreeze fans your cheeks; it looks like a vast desertfrom which the waters have receded. Lon
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