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Everyone
looked
at
them
.
They
passed
and
re-passed
,
she
with
rigid
body
,
her
chin
bent
down
,
and
he
always
in
the
same
pose
,
his
figure
curved
,
his
elbow
rounded
,
his
chin
thrown
forward
.
That
woman
knew
how
to
waltz
!
They
kept
up
a
long
time
,
and
tired
out
all
the
others
.
Then
they
talked
a
few
moments
longer
,
and
after
the
goodnights
,
or
rather
good
mornings
,
the
guests
of
the
chateau
retired
to
bed
.
Charles
dragged
himself
up
by
the
balusters
.
His
"
knees
were
going
up
into
his
body
.
"
He
had
spent
five
consecutive
hours
standing
bolt
upright
at
the
card
tables
,
watching
them
play
whist
,
without
understanding
anything
about
it
,
and
it
was
with
a
deep
sigh
of
relief
that
he
pulled
off
his
boots
.
Emma
threw
a
shawl
over
her
shoulders
,
opened
the
window
,
and
leant
out
.
The
night
was
dark
;
some
drops
of
rain
were
falling
.
She
breathed
in
the
damp
wind
that
refreshed
her
eyelids
.
The
music
of
the
ball
was
still
murmuring
in
her
ears
.
And
she
tried
to
keep
herself
awake
in
order
to
prolong
the
illusion
that
this
luxurious
life
that
she
would
soon
have
to
give
up
.
Day
began
to
break
.
She
looked
long
at
the
windows
of
the
chateau
,
trying
to
guess
which
were
the
rooms
of
all
those
she
had
noticed
the
evening
before
.
She
would
fain
have
known
their
lives
,
have
penetrated
,
blended
with
them
.
But
she
was
shivering
with
cold
.
She
undressed
,
and
cowered
down
between
the
sheets
against
Charles
,
who
was
asleep
.
There
were
a
great
many
people
to
luncheon
.
The
repast
lasted
ten
minutes
;
no
liqueurs
were
served
,
which
astonished
the
doctor
.
Next
,
Mademoiselle
d'Andervilliers
collected
some
pieces
of
roll
in
a
small
basket
to
take
them
to
the
swans
on
the
ornamental
waters
,
and
they
went
to
walk
in
the
hot-houses
,
where
strange
plants
,
bristling
with
hairs
,
rose
in
pyramids
under
hanging
vases
,
whence
,
as
from
over-filled
nests
of
serpents
,
fell
long
green
cords
interlacing
.
The
orangery
,
which
was
at
the
other
end
,
led
by
a
covered
way
to
the
outhouses
of
the
chateau
.
The
Marquis
,
to
amuse
the
young
woman
,
took
her
to
see
the
stables
.
Above
the
basket-shaped
racks
porcelain
slabs
bore
the
names
of
the
horses
in
black
letters
.
Each
animal
in
its
stall
whisked
its
tail
when
anyone
went
near
and
said
"
Tchk
!
tchk
!
"
The
boards
of
the
harness
room
shone
like
the
flooring
of
a
drawing
room
.
The
carriage
harness
was
piled
up
in
the
middle
against
two
twisted
columns
,
and
the
bits
,
the
whips
,
the
spurs
,
the
curbs
,
were
ranged
in
a
line
all
along
the
wall
.
