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Lion's Skin by W.S. Maugham

A good many people were shocked when
they read that Captain Forestier had met his death in a fire trying to save his
wife's dog, which had been accidentally shut up in the house. Some said they
never knew he had it in him; others said it was exactly what they would have
expected him to do. After the tragic occurrence Mrs. Forestier found shelter in
the villa of some people called Hardy, their neighbours.

Mrs. Forestier was a very nice woman.
But she was neither charming, beautiful nor intelligent; on the contrary she
was absurd and foolish; yet the more you knew her, the more you liked her. She
was a tender, romantic and idealistic soul. But it took you some time to
discover it. During the war she in 1916 joined a hospital unit. There she met
her future husband Captain Forestier. This is what she told me about their
courtship'. "It was a case of love at first sight. He was the most
handsome man I'd ever seen in my life. But he wasn't wounded. You know, it's a
most extraordinary thing, he went all through the war, he risked his life
twenty times a day, but he never even got a scrateh. It was because of
carbuncles' that he was put into hospital."

It seemed quite an unromantic thing on
which to start a passionate attachment, but after 16 years of marriage Mrs. Forestier
still adored her husband. When they were married Mrs. Forestier's relations,
hard-bitten Western people, had suggested that her husband should go to work
rather than live on her money (and she had a nice sum of money on her account
before the marriage), and Captain Forestier was all for it. The only
stipulation he made was this: "There are some things a gentleman can't do,
Eleanor. If one is a sahib one can't help it, one does owe something to his
class."

Eleanor was too proud of him to let it
be said that he was a fortune-hunter who had married her for her money and she
made up her mind not to object if he found a job worth his while.
Unfortunately, the only jobs that offered were not very important and gradually
the idea of his working was dropped.

The Forestiers lived most of the year in
their villa and shortly before the accident they made acquaintance of the
people called Hardy who lived next door. It turned out that Mr. Hardy had met
Mr. Forestier before, in India. But Mr. Forestier was not a gentle- man then,
he was a car-washer in a garage. He was young then and full of hopes. He saw
rich people in a smart club with their ease, their casual manner and it filled
him with admiration and envy. He wanted to be like them. He wanted — it was
grotesque and pathetic he wanted to be a GENTLEMAN. The war gavehim a chance.
Eleanor's money provided the means'. They got married and he became a
"sahib".

But everything ended very tragically.

Once the Forestiers' villa caught fire.
The Forestiers were out. When they arrived it was already too late to do
anything about it. Their neighbours, the Hardies saved whatever they could, but
it wasn't much. They had nothing left to do but stand and look at the roaring
flames. Suddenly Eleanor cried: "God! My little dog, it's there in the
fire!"

Forestier turned round and started to
run to the house. Hardy caught him by the arm. "What are you doing? The
house is on fire!" Forestier shook him off. "Let me go. I'll show you
how a gentleman behaves!"

It was more than an hour later that they
were able to get at him. They found him lying on the landing, dead, with the
dead dog in his arms. Hardy looked at him for a long time before speaking.
"You fool," he muttered between his teeth, angrily. "You damnedf
ool!"

Bob Forestier had pretended for so many
years to be a gentleman that in the end, forgetting that it was all a fake, he
found himself driven to act as in that stupid, conventional brain of his he
thought a gentle- man must act.

Mrs. Forestier was convinced to her
dying day that her husband had been a very gallant' gentleman.