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His
tears
prevented
him
from
continuing
.
"
That
also
will
be
noticed
,
"
said
the
ex
-
director
of
the
seminary
coldly
.
"
Go
to
the
Palace
.
It
is
getting
late
.
"
Chance
would
so
have
it
that
on
that
evening
,
the
abbé
de
Frilair
was
on
duty
in
the
salon
of
the
Palace
.
My
lord
was
dining
with
the
prefect
,
so
it
was
to
M
.
de
Frilair
himself
that
Julien
,
though
he
did
not
know
it
,
handed
the
letter
.
Julien
was
astonished
to
see
this
abbé
boldly
open
the
letter
which
was
addressed
to
the
Bishop
.
The
face
of
the
Grand
Vicar
soon
expressed
surprise
,
tinged
with
a
lively
pleasure
,
and
became
twice
as
grave
as
before
.
Julien
,
struck
with
his
good
appearance
,
found
time
to
scrutinise
him
while
he
was
reading
.
This
face
would
have
possessed
more
dignity
had
it
not
been
for
the
extreme
subtlety
which
appeared
in
some
features
,
and
would
have
gone
to
the
fact
of
actually
denoting
falseness
if
the
possessor
of
this
fine
countenance
had
ceased
to
school
it
for
a
single
minute
.
The
very
prominent
nose
formed
a
perfectly
straight
line
and
unfortunately
gave
to
an
otherwise
distinguished
profile
,
a
curious
resemblance
to
the
physiognomy
of
a
fox
.
Otherwise
this
abbé
,
who
appeared
so
engrossed
with
Monsieur
Pirard
’
s
resignation
,
was
dressed
with
an
elegance
which
Julien
had
never
seen
before
in
any
priest
and
which
pleased
him
exceedingly
.
It
was
only
later
that
Julien
knew
in
what
the
special
talent
of
the
abbé
de
Frilair
really
consisted
.
He
knew
how
to
amuse
his
bishop
,
an
amiable
old
man
made
for
Paris
life
,
and
who
looked
upon
Besançon
as
exile
.
This
Bishop
had
very
bad
sight
,
and
was
passionately
fond
of
fish
.
The
abbé
de
Frilair
used
to
take
the
bones
out
of
the
fish
which
was
served
to
my
Lord
.
Julien
looked
silently
at
the
abbé
who
was
rereading
the
resignation
when
the
door
suddenly
opened
with
a
noise
.
A
richly
dressed
lackey
passed
in
rapidly
.
Julien
had
only
time
to
turn
round
towards
the
door
.
He
perceived
a
little
old
man
wearing
a
pectoral
cross
.
He
prostrated
himself
.
The
Bishop
addressed
a
benevolent
smile
to
him
and
passed
on
.
The
handsome
abbé
followed
him
and
Julien
was
left
alone
in
the
salon
,
and
was
able
to
admire
at
his
leisure
its
pious
magnificence
.
The
Bishop
of
Besançon
,
a
man
whose
spirit
had
been
tried
but
not
broken
by
the
long
miseries
of
the
emigration
,
was
more
than
seventy
-
five
years
old
and
concerned
himself
infinitely
little
with
what
might
happen
in
ten
years
’
time
.
"
Who
is
that
clever
-
looking
seminarist
I
think
I
saw
as
I
passed
?
"
said
the
Bishop
.
"
Oughtn
’
t
they
to
be
in
bed
according
to
my
regulations
.
"
"
That
one
is
very
wide
-
awake
I
assure
you
,
my
Lord
,
and
he
brings
great
news
.
It
is
the
resignation
of
the
only
Jansenist
residing
in
your
diocese
,
that
terrible
abbé
Pirard
realises
at
last
that
we
mean
business
.
"
"
Well
,
"
said
the
Bishop
with
a
laugh
.
"
I
challenge
you
to
replace
him
with
any
man
of
equal
worth
,
and
to
show
you
how
much
I
prize
that
man
,
I
will
invite
him
to
dinner
for
to
-
morrow
.
"
