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PARADISE LOST

The Headmaster stopped him:
`Ah! I take this occasion to congratulate Monsieur Herzog. This is a triumph for the junior College of Elbeuf... Gentlemen of Rouen, this is a challenge to you to do your best.'
The young men of Rouen looked at me without benevolence. My heart pounded. I was filled with joy and I was very much surprised. That evening when I returned to Elbeuf and reported my success, my father who disliked pride said:
`That's all very well, but it may have been an accident.'
This accident became, alas, the rule. I was first in French, in Greek, in Mathematics, in History. I was upset and troubled because those who had been at the head of the class the preceding year began to regard me with exasperation. A curvature of the spine forced me to wear an iron brace which made my movements slow and awkward. This object of ridicule, my unfortunate scholastic triumphs, the renewed interest in the Affaire Dreyfus combined, for a number of weeks, to make me the victim of certain conscienceless and cruel boys. I suffered frightfully, not having met, up to that time, anything but tenderness at home and friendship at school. Life at the Lycee, which I admired so much, would have become insufferable if I had not found support from certain potent avengers of wrongs.
These were a group of athletic students, dirty and high spirited, with buttonless vests tied together by pieces of string, who called themselves the Morin Family. Blot, a star forward in Rugby, was Father Morin; Fouchet, Mother Morin; Loustaunau, Bouchard, Godet, Pagny, and Patau (whom the Morins called Pascaline) completed the family. We used to have our meals in a refectory, eight at a table. The Head Usher would say grace or, to be more accurate, he would mutter: 'Sancti amen ... Sancti amen. ..' Then we would sit down. The seven Morins, as soon as they saw that I seemed unhappy, requested the Usher to put me at their table; and since they were the best fighters in the Middle Form their friendship, joined to that of Abbe Vacandard, Chaplain of the Lycee, who enjoyed translating Virgil or Tacitus with me, quieted the brawlers.
From the beginning of the Second Form I could devote myself completely to the joy of studying. The discovery of the Latin and French poets was an intoxication. My professor in the Second, Nebout, called

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