Title: The Wrong House.
Date Read: 17th January 2011
Available Online?: YES
Briefly: Tired of the dead atmosphere that surrounds the town in which he is visiting his sister, Quartermaster Varajou goes on the hunt for entertainment of a more eventful nature.
Afterthoughts: Oh dear, what can I say? The Wrong House stands as the worse Maupassant tale that I’ve read to date. The story is weak and disjointed, and in no way does it read as though it were penned by the French master. I also found this particular translation of the story to be very poor too; not Maupassant’s fault I know, but it all adds to making this a very disappointing reading experience. Does the story have any redeeming qualities? Sadly, I couldn’t find any, not even one.
Notable Quote: He was accustomed to spending his evenings off duty with his companions, amid noise and the smoke of pipes. This silence, this quiet, exasperated him. He began to drink; first the coffee, then the brandy, and asked for another decanter. He now wanted to laugh, to shout, to sing, to fight some one.
*Story read as part of my Devouring De Maupassant reading challenge.