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As
he
finished
the
sentence
M
.
de
la
Mole
escorted
Julien
into
a
salon
resplendent
with
gilding
.
On
similar
occasions
M
.
de
Rênal
always
made
a
point
of
doubling
his
pace
so
as
to
have
the
privilege
of
being
the
first
to
pass
the
threshold
.
His
former
employer
’
s
petty
vanity
caused
Julien
to
tread
on
the
marquis
’
s
feet
and
hurt
him
a
great
deal
because
of
his
gout
.
"
So
he
is
clumsy
to
the
bargain
,
"
he
said
to
himself
.
He
presented
him
to
a
woman
of
high
stature
and
of
imposing
appearance
.
It
was
the
marquise
.
Julien
thought
that
her
manner
was
impertinent
,
and
that
she
was
a
little
like
Madame
de
Maugiron
,
the
wife
of
the
sub
-
prefect
of
the
arrondissement
of
Verrières
when
she
was
present
at
the
Saint
-
Charles
dinner
.
Rendered
somewhat
nervous
by
the
extreme
magnificence
of
the
salon
Julien
did
not
hear
what
M
.
de
la
Mole
was
saying
.
The
marquise
scarcely
deigned
to
look
at
him
.
There
were
several
men
there
,
among
whom
Julien
recognised
with
an
inexpressible
pleasure
the
young
bishop
of
Agde
who
had
deigned
to
speak
to
him
some
months
before
at
the
ceremony
of
Bray
-
le
-
Haut
.
This
young
prelate
was
doubtless
frightened
by
the
tender
look
which
the
timidity
of
Julien
fixed
on
him
,
and
did
not
bother
to
recognise
"
the
provincial
.
"
The
men
assembled
in
this
salon
seemed
to
Julien
to
have
a
certain
element
of
gloom
and
constraint
.
Conversation
takes
place
in
a
low
voice
in
Paris
and
little
details
are
not
exaggerated
.
A
handsome
young
man
with
moustaches
,
came
in
about
half
-
past
six
.
He
was
very
pale
,
and
had
a
very
small
head
.
"
You
always
keep
us
waiting
"
said
the
marquise
,
as
he
kissed
her
hand
.
Julien
realised
that
it
was
the
Count
de
la
Mole
.
From
the
very
first
he
thought
he
was
charming
.
"
Is
it
possible
,
"
he
said
to
himself
"
that
this
is
the
man
whose
offensive
jests
are
going
to
drive
me
out
of
the
house
.
"
As
the
result
of
scrutinising
count
Norbert
,
Julien
noticed
that
he
was
in
boots
and
spurs
.
"
And
I
have
got
to
be
in
shoes
just
like
an
inferior
apparently
.
"
They
sat
down
at
table
,
Julien
heard
the
marquise
raising
her
voice
a
little
and
saying
something
severe
.
Almost
simultaneously
he
noticed
an
extremely
blonde
and
very
well
developed
young
person
who
had
just
sat
down
opposite
him
.
Nevertheless
she
made
no
appeal
to
him
.
Looking
at
her
attentively
he
thought
that
he
had
never
seen
such
beautiful
eyes
,
although
they
betokened
a
great
coldness
of
soul
.
Subsequently
Julien
thought
that
,
though
they
looked
bored
and
sceptical
,
they
were
conscious
of
the
duty
of
being
impressive
.
"
Madame
de
Rênal
of
course
had
very
fine
eyes
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
she
used
to
be
universally
complimented
on
them
,
but
they
had
nothing
in
common
with
these
.
"
Julien
did
not
know
enough
of
society
to
appreciate
that
it
was
the
fire
of
repartee
which
from
time
to
time
gave
their
brilliancy
to
the
eyes
of
Mademoiselle
Mathilde
(
for
that
was
the
name
he
heard
her
called
by
)
.
When
Madame
de
Rênal
’
s
eyes
became
animated
,
it
was
with
the
fire
of
passion
,
or
as
the
result
of
a
generous
indignation
on
hearing
of
some
evil
deed
.
Towards
the
end
of
the
meal
Julien
found
a
word
to
express
Mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
’
s
type
of
beauty
.
Her
eyes
are
scintillating
,
he
said
to
himself
.
Apart
from
her
eyes
she
was
cruelly
like
her
mother
,
whom
he
liked
less
and
less
,
and
he
ceased
looking
at
her
.
By
way
of
compensation
he
thought
Count
Norbert
admirable
in
every
respect
.
Julien
was
so
fascinated
that
the
idea
never
occurred
to
him
of
being
jealous
,
and
hating
him
because
he
was
richer
and
of
nobler
birth
than
he
was
himself
.
Julien
thought
that
the
marquis
looked
bored
.
