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"
I
must
give
all
that
up
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
rather
than
let
myself
be
reduced
to
eating
with
the
servants
.
My
father
would
like
to
force
me
to
it
.
I
would
rather
die
.
I
have
fifteen
francs
and
eight
sous
of
savings
.
I
will
run
away
to
-
night
;
I
will
go
across
country
by
paths
where
there
are
no
gendarmes
to
be
feared
,
and
in
two
days
I
shall
be
at
Besançon
.
I
will
enlist
as
a
soldier
there
,
and
,
if
necessary
,
I
will
cross
into
Switzerland
.
But
in
that
case
,
no
more
advancement
,
it
will
be
all
up
with
my
being
a
priest
,
that
fine
career
which
may
lead
to
anything
.
"
This
abhorrence
of
eating
with
the
servants
was
not
really
natural
to
Julien
;
he
would
have
done
things
quite
,
if
not
more
,
disagreeable
in
order
to
get
on
.
He
derived
this
repugnance
from
the
Confessions
of
Rousseau
.
It
was
the
only
book
by
whose
help
his
imagination
endeavoured
to
construct
the
world
.
The
collection
of
the
Bulletins
of
the
Grand
Army
,
and
the
Memorial
of
St
.
Helena
completed
his
Koran
.
He
would
have
died
for
these
three
works
.
He
never
believed
in
any
other
.
To
use
a
phrase
of
the
old
Surgeon
-
Major
,
he
regarded
all
the
other
books
in
the
world
as
packs
of
lies
,
written
by
rogues
in
order
to
get
on
.
Julien
possessed
both
a
fiery
soul
and
one
of
those
astonishing
memories
which
are
so
often
combined
with
stupidity
.
In
order
to
win
over
the
old
curé
Chélan
,
on
whose
good
grace
he
realized
that
his
future
prospects
depended
,
he
had
learnt
by
heart
the
New
Testament
in
Latin
.
He
also
knew
M
.
de
Maistre
’
s
book
on
The
Pope
,
and
believed
in
one
as
little
as
he
did
in
the
other
.
Sorel
and
his
son
avoided
talking
to
each
other
to
-
day
as
though
by
mutual
consent
.
In
the
evening
Julien
went
to
take
his
theology
lesson
at
the
curé
’
s
,
but
he
did
not
consider
that
it
was
prudent
to
say
anything
to
him
about
the
strange
proposal
which
had
been
made
to
his
father
.
"
It
is
possibly
a
trap
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
I
must
pretend
that
I
have
forgotten
all
about
it
.
"
Early
next
morning
,
M
.
de
Rênal
had
old
Sorel
summoned
to
him
.
He
eventually
arrived
,
after
keeping
M
.
de
Rênal
waiting
for
an
hour
-
and
-
a
-
half
,
and
made
,
as
he
entered
the
room
,
a
hundred
apologies
interspersed
with
as
many
bows
.
After
having
run
the
gauntlet
of
all
kinds
of
objections
,
Sorel
was
given
to
understand
that
his
son
would
have
his
meals
with
the
master
and
mistress
of
the
house
,
and
that
he
would
eat
alone
in
a
room
with
the
children
on
the
days
when
they
had
company
.
The
more
clearly
Sorel
realized
the
genuine
eagerness
of
M
.
the
Mayor
,
the
more
difficulties
he
felt
inclined
to
raise
.
Being
moreover
full
of
mistrust
and
astonishment
,
he
asked
to
see
the
room
where
his
son
would
sleep
.
It
was
a
big
room
,
quite
decently
furnished
,
into
which
the
servants
were
already
engaged
in
carrying
the
beds
of
the
three
children
.
This
circumstance
explained
a
lot
to
the
old
peasant
.
He
asked
immediately
,
with
quite
an
air
of
assurance
,
to
see
the
suit
which
would
be
given
to
his
son
.
M
.
de
Rênal
opened
his
desk
and
took
out
one
hundred
francs
.
"
Your
son
will
go
to
M
.
Durand
,
the
draper
,
with
this
money
and
will
get
a
complete
black
suit
.
"
"
And
even
supposing
I
take
him
away
from
you
,
"
said
the
peasant
,
who
had
suddenly
forgotten
all
his
respectful
formalities
,
"
will
he
still
keep
this
black
suit
?
"
"
Certainly
!
"
