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That
evening
all
Verrières
flocked
to
M
.
de
Rênal
’
s
to
see
the
prodigy
.
Julien
answered
everybody
in
a
gloomy
manner
and
kept
his
own
distance
.
His
fame
spread
so
rapidly
in
the
town
that
a
few
hours
afterwards
M
de
Rênal
,
fearing
that
he
would
be
taken
away
by
somebody
else
,
proposed
to
that
he
should
sign
an
engagement
for
two
years
.
"
No
,
Monsieur
,
"
Julien
answered
coldly
,
"
if
you
wished
to
dismiss
me
,
I
should
have
to
go
.
An
engagement
which
binds
me
without
involving
you
in
any
obligation
is
not
an
equal
one
and
I
refuse
it
.
"
Julien
played
his
cards
so
well
,
that
in
less
than
a
month
of
his
arrival
at
the
house
,
M
.
de
Rênal
himself
respected
him
.
As
the
curé
had
quarrelled
with
both
M
.
de
Rênal
and
M
.
Valenod
,
there
was
no
one
who
could
betray
Julien
’
s
old
passion
for
Napoleon
.
He
always
spoke
of
Napoleon
with
abhorrence
.
The
children
adored
him
,
but
he
did
not
like
them
in
the
least
.
His
thoughts
were
elsewhere
.
But
nothing
which
the
little
brats
ever
did
made
him
lose
his
patience
.
Cold
,
just
and
impassive
,
and
none
the
less
liked
,
inasmuch
his
arrival
had
more
or
less
driven
ennui
out
of
the
house
,
he
was
a
good
tutor
.
As
for
himself
,
he
felt
nothing
but
hate
and
abhorrence
for
that
good
society
into
which
he
had
been
admitted
;
admitted
,
it
is
true
at
the
bottom
of
the
table
,
a
circumstance
which
perhaps
explained
his
hate
and
his
abhorrence
.
There
were
certain
’
full
-
dress
’
dinners
at
which
he
was
scarcely
able
to
control
his
hate
for
everything
that
surrounded
him
.
One
St
.
Louis
feast
day
in
particular
,
when
M
.
Valenod
was
monopolizing
the
conversation
of
M
.
de
Rênal
,
Julien
was
on
the
point
of
betraying
himself
.
He
escaped
into
the
garden
on
the
pretext
of
finding
the
children
.
"
What
praise
of
honesty
,
"
he
exclaimed
.
"
One
would
say
that
was
the
only
virtue
,
and
yet
think
how
they
respect
and
grovel
before
a
man
who
has
almost
doubled
and
trebled
his
fortune
since
he
has
administered
the
poor
fund
.
I
would
bet
anything
that
he
makes
a
profit
even
out
of
the
monies
which
are
intended
for
the
foundlings
of
these
poor
creatures
whose
misery
is
even
more
sacred
than
that
of
others
.
Oh
,
Monsters
!
Monsters
!
And
I
too
,
am
a
kind
of
foundling
,
hated
as
I
am
by
my
father
,
my
brothers
,
and
all
my
family
.
"
Some
days
before
the
feast
of
St
.
Louis
,
when
Julien
was
taking
a
solitary
walk
and
reciting
his
breviary
in
the
little
wood
called
the
Belvedere
,
which
dominates
the
Cours
de
la
Fidélité
,
he
had
endeavoured
in
vain
to
avoid
his
two
brothers
whom
he
saw
coming
along
in
the
distance
by
a
lonely
path
.
The
jealousy
of
these
coarse
workmen
had
been
provoked
to
such
a
pitch
by
their
brother
’
s
fine
black
suit
,
by
his
air
of
extreme
respectability
,
and
by
the
sincere
contempt
which
he
had
for
them
,
that
they
had
beaten
him
until
he
had
fainted
and
was
bleeding
all
over
.
Madame
de
Rênal
,
who
was
taking
a
walk
with
M
.
de
Rênal
and
the
sub
-
prefect
,
happened
to
arrive
in
the
little
wood
.
She
saw
Julien
lying
on
the
ground
and
thought
that
he
was
dead
.
She
was
so
overcome
that
she
made
M
.
Valenod
jealous
.
His
alarm
was
premature
.
Julien
found
Madame
de
Rênal
very
pretty
,
but
he
hated
her
on
account
of
her
beauty
,
for
that
had
been
the
first
danger
which
had
almost
stopped
his
career
.
He
talked
to
her
as
little
as
possible
,
in
order
to
make
her
forget
the
transport
which
had
induced
him
to
kiss
her
hand
on
the
first
day
.
