Originally posted by vinteuil
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Confession: a couple of years ago I resolved to read À la recherche for the third, and what I suspected would be my final time, in a good edition, although we now know that not even the Pléiade is as definitive as I had at the time assumed. Unfortunately (although, fortunately, in my opinion) prompted by some research on the Second Empire (N3 is still honoured here, for the wealth and urban development he brought to the area)*, I realised that I had never read about half of Zola's Les Rougon-Macquart, and had never read, not even in school, La Fortune des Rougon, which starts it all off. So I decided to read the whole 20 volume cycle, in sequence. Proust has been set aside, and for some time I have been going to bed rather late.
* his first visit to the spa entailed alighting from the Imperial train at St-German des Fossés and travelling the rest of the way by coach, along with a baggage coach, an Empress (in a separate coach) a clandestine mistress (ditto, obviously), and an Imperial guard (several coaches). He gave his opinion that this was unsatisfactory and it would be convenient if the railway were to be diverted and extended. When one is an Emperor one's wish is a command. The railway was promptly built and Vichy cashed in on the ensuing boom.
When the Empress realised the mistress was also in attendance she packed her household and decamped to Royat, thus making the fortune of that spa as well.
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