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He got himself introduced, I don't know how, into some good homes, where he had a place for dinner, but on condition he didn't speak without first getting permission. He kept silent and ate in anger. It was really good to see him under this constraint. If he was seized by a desire to break this agreement and opened his mouth, with his first word all the guests would cry out "O Rameau!" Then his fury would burn in his eyes, and he'd go back to his meal even more enraged. HE GOT HIMSELF INTRODUCED I DON'T KNOW HOW INTO SOME GOOD HOMES WHERE HE HAD A PLACE FOR DINNER BUT ON CONDITION HE DIDN'T SPEAK WITHOUT FIRST GETTING PERMISSION HE KEPT SILENT AND ATE IN ANGER IT WAS REALLY GOOD TO SEE HIM UNDER THIS CONSTRAINT IF HE WAS SEIZED BY A DESIRE TO BREAK THIS AGREEMENT AND OPENED HIS MOUTH WITH HIS FIRST WORD ALL THE GUESTS WOULD CRY OUT O RAMEAU THEN HIS FURY WOULD BURN IN HIS EYES AND HE'D GO BACK TO HIS MEAL EVEN MORE ENRAGED
o familiar acquaintances, even friends. Once a year they interest me, when I meet them, because their character stands in contrast to others and they break that fastidious uniformity which our education, our social conventions, and our habitual proprieties have introduced. If one of them appears in company, he's a grain of yeast which ferments and gives back to everyone some part of his natural individuality. He shakes things up. He agitates us. He makes us praise or blame. He makes the truth come out, revealing who has value. He unmasks the scoundrels. So that's the time a man with sense pays attention and sorts his world out. The man I've described I knew from some time back. He used to hang about a house where his talent had opened doors for him. There was an only daughter. He swore to the father and mother that he would marry their daughter. They shrugged their shoulders and laughed in his face, telling him he was mad. I saw it happen. He used to ask me for money, which I gave him. ME PEOPLE TURN THEM INTO FAMILIAR ACQUAINTANCES EVEN FRIENDS ONCE A YEAR THEY INTEREST ME WHEN I MEET THEM BECAUSE THEIR CHARACTER STANDS IN CONTRAST TO OTHERS AND THEY BREAK THAT FASTIDIOUS UNIFORMITY WHICH OUR EDUCATION OUR SOCIAL CONVENTIONS AND OUR HABITUAL PROPRIETIES HAVE INTRODUCED IF ONE OF THEM APPEARS IN COMPANY HE'S A GRAIN OF YEAST WHICH FERMENTS AND GIVES BACK TO EVERY ONE SOME PART OF HIS NATURAL INDIVIDUALITY HE SHAKES THINGS UP HE AGITATES US HE MAKES US PRAISE OR BLAME HE MAKES THE TRUTH COME OUT REVEALING WHO HAS VALUE HE UNMASKS THE SCOUNDRELS SO THAT'S THE TIME A MAN WITH SENSE PAYS ATTENTION AND SORTS HIS WORLD OUT THE MAN I HAVE DESCRIBED I KNEW FOR SOME TIME BACK HE USED TO HANG ABOUT A HOUSE WHERE HIS TALENT HAD OPENED DOORS FOR HIM THERE WAS AN ONLY DAUGHTER HE SWORE TO THE FATHER AND MOTHER THAT HE WOULD MARRY THEIR DAUGHTER THEY SHRUGGED THEIR SHOULDERS AND LAUGHED IN HIS FACE TELLING HIM HE WAS MAD I SAW IT HAPPEN HE USED TO ASK ME FOR MONEY WHICH I GAVE HIM
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