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"
Heavens
can
he
be
a
Danton
?
"
said
Mathilde
to
herself
,
"
but
he
has
so
noble
a
face
,
and
that
Danton
was
so
horribly
ugly
,
a
butcher
I
believe
.
"
Julien
was
still
fairly
near
her
.
She
did
not
hesitate
to
call
him
;
she
had
the
consciousness
and
the
pride
of
putting
a
question
that
was
unusual
for
a
young
girl
.
"
Was
not
Danton
a
butcher
?
"
she
said
to
him
.
"
Yes
,
in
the
eyes
of
certain
persons
,
"
Julien
answered
her
with
the
most
thinly
disguised
expression
of
contempt
.
His
eyes
were
still
ardent
from
his
conversation
with
Altamira
,
"
but
unfortunately
for
the
people
of
good
birth
he
was
an
advocate
at
Méry
-
sur
-
Seine
,
that
is
to
say
,
mademoiselle
,
"
he
added
maliciously
,
"
he
began
like
many
peers
whom
I
see
here
.
It
was
true
that
Danton
laboured
under
a
great
disadvantage
in
the
eyes
of
beauty
;
he
was
ugly
.
"
These
last
few
words
were
spoken
rapidly
in
an
extraordinary
and
indeed
very
discourteous
manner
.
Julien
waited
for
a
moment
,
leaning
slightly
forward
and
with
an
air
of
proud
humility
.
He
seemed
to
be
saying
,
"
I
am
paid
to
answer
you
and
I
live
on
my
pay
.
"
He
did
not
deign
to
look
up
at
Mathilde
.
She
looked
like
his
slave
with
her
fine
eyes
open
abnormally
wide
and
fixed
on
him
.
Finally
as
the
silence
continued
he
looked
at
her
,
like
a
valet
looking
at
his
master
to
receive
orders
.
Although
his
eyes
met
the
full
gaze
of
Mathilde
which
were
fixed
on
him
all
the
time
with
a
strange
expression
,
he
went
away
with
a
marked
eagerness
.
"
To
think
of
a
man
who
is
as
handsome
as
he
is
,
"
said
Mathilde
to
herself
as
she
emerged
from
her
reverie
,
"
praising
ugliness
in
such
a
way
,
he
is
not
like
Caylus
or
Croisenois
.
This
Sorel
has
something
like
my
father
’
s
look
when
he
goes
to
a
fancy
dress
ball
as
Napoleon
.
"
She
had
completely
forgotten
Danton
.
"
Yes
,
I
am
decidedly
bored
to
-
night
.
"
She
took
her
brother
’
s
arm
and
to
his
great
disgust
made
him
take
her
round
the
ball
-
room
.
The
idea
occurred
to
her
of
following
the
conversation
between
Julien
and
the
man
who
had
been
condemned
to
death
.
The
crowd
was
enormous
.
She
managed
to
find
them
,
however
,
at
the
moment
when
two
yards
in
front
of
her
Altamira
was
going
near
a
dumb
-
waiter
to
take
an
ice
.
He
was
talking
to
Julien
with
his
body
half
turned
round
.
He
saw
an
arm
in
an
embroidered
coat
which
was
taking
an
ice
close
by
.
The
embroidery
seemed
to
attract
his
attention
.
He
turned
round
to
look
at
the
person
to
whom
the
arm
belonged
.
His
noble
and
yet
simple
eyes
immediately
assumed
a
slightly
disdainful
expression
.
"
You
see
that
man
,
"
he
said
to
Julien
in
a
low
voice
;
"
that
is
the
Prince
of
Araceli
Ambassador
of
—
—
.
He
asked
M
.
de
Nerval
,
your
Minister
for
Foreign
Affairs
,
for
my
extradition
this
morning
.
See
,
there
he
is
over
there
playing
whist
.
Monsieur
de
Nerval
is
willing
enough
to
give
me
up
,
for
we
gave
up
two
or
three
conspirators
to
you
in
1816
.
If
I
am
given
up
to
my
king
I
shall
be
hanged
in
twenty
-
four
hours
.
It
will
be
one
of
those
handsome
moustachioed
gentlemen
who
will
arrest
me
.
"
"
The
wretches
!
"
exclaimed
Julien
half
aloud
.
Mathilde
did
not
lose
a
syllable
of
their
conversation
.
