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The
salons
on
the
first
storey
which
our
gentlemen
went
through
before
reaching
the
marquis
’
study
,
would
have
seemed
to
you
,
my
reader
,
as
gloomy
as
they
were
magnificent
.
If
they
had
been
given
to
you
just
as
they
were
,
you
would
have
refused
to
live
in
them
.
This
was
the
domain
of
yawning
and
melancholy
reasoning
.
They
redoubled
Julien
’
s
rapture
.
"
How
can
any
one
be
unhappy
?
"
he
thought
,
"
who
lives
in
so
splendid
an
abode
.
"
Finally
our
gentlemen
arrived
at
the
ugliest
rooms
in
this
superb
suite
.
There
was
scarcely
any
light
.
They
found
there
a
little
keen
man
with
a
lively
eye
and
a
blonde
wig
.
The
abbé
turned
round
to
Julien
and
presented
him
.
It
was
the
marquis
.
Julien
had
much
difficulty
in
recognising
him
,
he
found
his
manner
was
so
polite
.
It
was
no
longer
the
grand
seigneur
with
that
haughty
manner
of
the
abbey
of
Bray
-
le
-
Haut
.
Julien
thought
that
his
wig
had
much
too
many
hairs
.
As
the
result
of
this
opinion
he
was
not
at
all
intimidated
.
The
descendant
of
the
friend
of
Henry
III
.
seemed
to
him
at
first
of
a
rather
insignificant
appearance
.
He
was
extremely
thin
and
very
restless
,
but
he
soon
noticed
that
the
marquis
had
a
politeness
which
was
even
more
pleasant
to
his
listener
than
that
of
the
Bishop
of
Besançon
himself
.
The
audience
only
lasted
three
minutes
.
As
they
went
out
the
abbé
said
to
Julien
,
"
You
looked
at
the
marquis
just
as
you
would
have
looked
at
a
picture
.
I
am
not
a
great
expert
in
what
these
people
here
call
politeness
.
You
will
soon
know
more
about
it
than
I
do
,
but
really
the
boldness
of
your
looks
seemed
scarcely
polite
.
"
They
had
got
back
into
the
fiacre
.
The
driver
stopped
near
the
boulevard
;
the
abbé
ushered
Julien
into
a
suite
of
large
rooms
.
Julien
noticed
that
there
was
no
furniture
.
He
was
looking
at
the
magnificent
gilded
clock
representing
a
subject
which
he
thought
very
indecent
,
when
a
very
elegant
gentleman
approached
him
with
a
smiling
air
.
Julien
bowed
slightly
.
The
gentleman
smiled
and
put
his
hand
on
his
shoulder
.
Julien
shuddered
and
leapt
back
,
he
reddened
with
rage
.
The
abbé
Pirard
,
in
spite
of
his
gravity
,
laughed
till
the
tears
came
into
his
eyes
.
The
gentleman
was
a
tailor
.
"
I
give
you
your
liberty
for
two
days
,
"
said
the
abbé
as
they
went
out
.
"
You
cannot
be
introduced
before
then
to
Madame
de
la
Mole
.
Any
one
else
would
watch
over
you
as
if
you
were
a
young
girl
during
these
first
few
moments
of
your
life
in
this
new
Babylon
.
Get
ruined
at
once
if
you
have
got
to
be
ruined
,
and
I
will
be
rid
of
my
own
weakness
of
being
fond
of
you
.
The
day
after
to
-
morrow
this
tailor
will
bring
you
two
suits
,
you
will
give
the
man
who
tries
them
on
five
francs
.
Apart
from
that
don
’
t
let
these
Parisians
hear
the
sound
of
your
voice
.
If
you
say
a
word
they
will
manage
somehow
to
make
fun
of
you
.
They
have
a
talent
for
it
.
Come
and
see
me
the
day
after
to
-
morrow
at
noon
.
.
.
.
Go
and
ruin
yourself
.
.
.
.
I
was
forgetting
,
go
and
order
boots
and
a
hat
at
these
addresses
.
"
Julien
scrutinised
the
handwriting
of
the
addresses
.
"
It
’
s
the
marquis
’
s
hand
,
"
said
the
abbé
;
"
he
is
an
energetic
man
who
foresees
everything
,
and
prefers
doing
to
ordering
.
He
is
taking
you
into
his
house
,
so
that
you
may
spare
him
that
kind
of
trouble
.
Will
you
have
enough
brains
to
execute
efficiently
all
the
instructions
which
he
will
give
you
with
scarcely
a
word
of
explanation
?
The
future
will
show
,
look
after
yourself
.
"
