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Souvent
femme
varie
Bien
fol
est
qui
s
’
y
fie
.
M
.
de
Rênal
took
the
mail
to
Besançon
.
This
journey
was
a
matter
of
two
hours
.
He
seemed
extremely
harassed
.
On
his
return
he
threw
a
big
grey
paper
parcel
on
the
table
.
"
Here
’
s
that
silly
business
,
"
he
said
to
his
wife
.
An
hour
afterwards
Julien
saw
the
bill
-
poster
carrying
the
big
parcel
.
He
followed
him
eagerly
.
"
I
shall
learn
the
secret
at
the
first
street
corner
.
"
He
waited
impatiently
behind
the
bill
-
poster
who
was
smearing
the
back
of
the
poster
with
his
big
brush
.
It
had
scarcely
been
put
in
its
place
before
Julien
’
s
curiosity
saw
the
detailed
announcement
of
the
putting
up
for
public
auction
of
that
big
old
house
whose
name
had
figured
so
frequently
in
M
.
de
Rênal
’
s
conversations
with
his
wife
.
The
auction
of
the
lease
was
announced
for
to
-
morrow
at
two
o
’
clock
in
the
Town
Hall
after
the
extinction
of
the
third
fire
.
Julien
was
very
disappointed
.
He
found
the
time
a
little
short
.
How
could
there
be
time
to
apprise
all
the
other
would
-
be
purchasers
.
But
,
moreover
,
the
bill
,
which
was
dated
a
fortnight
back
,
and
which
he
read
again
in
its
entirety
in
three
distinct
places
,
taught
him
nothing
.
He
went
to
visit
the
house
which
was
to
let
.
The
porter
,
who
had
not
seen
him
approach
,
was
saying
mysteriously
to
a
neighbour
:
"
Pooh
,
pooh
,
waste
of
time
.
M
.
Maslon
has
promised
him
that
he
shall
have
it
for
three
hundred
francs
;
and
,
as
the
mayor
kicked
,
he
has
been
summoned
to
the
bishop
’
s
palace
by
M
.
the
Grand
Vicar
de
Frilair
.
"
Julien
’
s
arrival
seemed
very
much
to
disconcert
the
two
friends
who
did
not
say
another
word
.
Julien
made
a
point
of
being
present
at
the
auction
of
the
lease
.
There
was
a
crowd
in
the
badly
-
lighted
hall
,
but
everybody
kept
quizzing
each
other
in
quite
a
singular
way
.
All
eyes
were
fixed
on
a
table
where
Julien
perceived
three
little
lighted
candle
-
ends
on
a
tin
plate
.
The
usher
was
crying
out
"
Three
hundred
francs
,
gentlemen
.
"
"
Three
hundred
francs
,
that
’
s
a
bit
too
thick
,
"
said
a
man
to
his
neighbour
in
a
low
voice
.
Julien
was
between
the
two
of
them
.
"
It
’
s
worth
more
than
eight
hundred
,
I
will
raise
the
bidding
.
