persuaded of its seriousness, and refused to admit any danger, until he
saw his daughter struck by a stone and savagely assaulted by the crowd.
Afterwards he desired to show the largeness of his views, and spoke of
forgetting and forgiving everything. With his wife and daughter Cecile
he went to carry assistance to the Maheus, a family who had suffered
sadly in the strike. Cecile was unfortunately left alone with old
Bonnemort, Maheu's father, who in a sudden frenzy attacked the girl
and strangled her. This terrible blow entirely shadowed the lives of
Gregoire and his wife. Germinal.
GREGOIRE (MADAME LEON), wife of the preceding, was the daughter of
a druggist at Marchiennes. She was a plain, penniless girl, whom he
adored, and who repaid him with happiness. She shut herself up in her
household, having no other will but her husband's. No difference
of tastes separated them, their desires were mingled in one idea of
comfort; and they had thus lived for forty years, in affection and
little mutual services. Germinal.
GRESHAM, a jockey who, it was said, had always bad luck. He rode
Lusignan in the Grand Prix de Paris. Nana.
GROGNET, a perfumer in Rue de Grammont, whose business was ruined by the
growth of Octave Mouret's great establishment. Au Bonheur des Dames.
GROSBOIS, a Government surveyor who had also a small farm at Magnolles,
a little village near Rognes. Liable to be summoned from Orgeres to
Beaugency for purposes of survey, he left the management of his own land
to his wife, and in the course of these constant excursions he acquired
such a habit of drinking that he was never seen sober. That mattered
little, however; the more drunk he was the better he seemed to see;
he never made a wrong measurement or an error in calculation. People
listened to him with respect, for he had the reputation of being a sly,
acute man. La Terre.
GUENDE (MADAME DE), a friend of the Saccards. She was a woman well known
in the society of the Second Empire. La Curee.
GUEULE-D'OR, the sobriquet of Goujet. L'Assommoir.
GUEULIN, nephew of Narcisse Bachelard, was a clerk in an insurance
office. Directly after office hours he used to meet his uncle, and never
left him, going the round of all the cafes in his wake. "Behind the
huge, ungainly figure of the one you were sure to see the pale, wizened
features of the other." He said that he avoided all love affairs, as
they invariably led to trouble and complications, but he was ult
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