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PROUST Marcel (1871-1922)

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PROUST Marcel (1871-1922)

- 15 L.A.S., [1920-1922], to Horace FINALY| 102 pages in-8, and an envelope, plus attached documents| all mounted on tabs and bound in one volume in-8 aubergine jansenist morocco, inner lace, combed paper endpapers, case (P.L. Martin).



Important unpublished correspondence to his youthful friend, now a rich banker, who will help Proust to get rid of his secretary and lover Henri Rochat.



Horace FINALY (1871-1945), son of the wealthy banker Hugo Finaly, was Proust's classmate in philosophy at the Lycée Condorcet, and his friend| he was also a member of the



Condorcet, and his friend| he was a contributor to the journal Le



Banquet. The young Proust spent holidays with the Finaly family in



He was in love with Horace's younger sister, Marie Finaly, who was one of Albertine's first models. In 1919, Horace Finaly became general manager of the



Banque de Paris et des Pays-Bas. He had married in 1915 Marguerite



Finaly adopted Marguerite's son, Boris Aslan.



Proust had taken in his house at the beginning of 1919, as a secretary,



Henri ROCHAT, a young and handsome waiter at the Ritz, of Swiss origin, who would also be his lover (Proust, however, denies any "sodomistic" relationship), and with whom he would have endless games of checkers| Rochat would be one of the models for Charles Morel, but especially for Albertine "prisoner"| Very spendthrift, and multiplying his elopements and gallant adventures, Rochat ended up tiring Proust, who repaid a large part of his escapades| so Proust intervened with his friend Finaly, who found a place for Rochat in a branch of the Franco-Italian Bank in Brazil| Rochat embarked for Brazil on 4 June 1921.



These letters are undated, and only one envelope is preserved| the letters were probably carried and delivered to the addressee by Céleste Albaret. Their arrangement does not correspond to the chronology, which we have attempted to reconstruct here, indicating in bold the number of the letter with its page number]. September 1920, 8 (1 p.), congratulations for Finaly's nomination to the rank of officer of the Legion of Honour, while Proust is nominated knight:] "Dear friend I wanted to congratulate you, but I have had a 40 degree fever for the last two weeks, which does not make correspondence any easier. But you know what a vivid memory I have of our former friendship. I still hope that an improvement in my health, or a possibility of accommodating it at an ungodly hour when I am well, will enable me to renew it. There are few days when I do not think of your dear uncle, so witty, so deep, so good, of your delightful parents, of poor sister [Marie] who left so unjustly. You see that at least I live on memories, if hopes are not fulfilled... End of January ? 1921, 5 (8 p.) "You are infinitely kind to have given such a warm welcome [...] to my maid, the Celeste of whom Jacques Blanche speaks in the strange preface.



Jacques Blanche speaks of in the strange preface of his new book: Dates.



As for my protégé, I am counting on your absolute discretion not to tell him that I prefer that he do his initiation course on the spot (where you think you can send him). Likewise, Céleste told me that she had spoken to you about her hotel duties in



Paris at the beginning of the war. Now, very stupidly in my opinion, he does not like to be talked about. So I ask you not to tell him about it.



He will come to the Bank of Paris from me on Thursday at five o'clock as you have arranged. You will see if you think you can provide him with a job in the



Far East, or Africa etc. He wants it to be remunerative and to have prospects for the future. Unfortunately, and while I am careful not to discourage him in advance, I am very much afraid that his nature, which will probably not change in other latitudes, will not provide him with enough spirit to follow through and that he will not last much longer. I hope with all my heart that he will be able to make a situation for himself little by little, if he is encouraged at the beginning, for I believe that at present the life of Paris (and just as much that of the Côte d'Azur) is harmful to him. But to stay perpetually at home does not seem to me a life for a young man. It is a second best, but I have never advised it. He would like to dine at the Ritz with his friend, and to know Mme. Finaly.



"On the other hand I cannot neglect either, by rushing into it too soon the threat where I am of a stroke (this for you alone), a stroke which is probably the second one, for I have speech troubles which seem to mean well that without realizing it I have had a "latent" one. So I try to finish my book and I don't see anyone. When this happens to me