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One
day
he
brusquely
interrupted
her
.
"
Has
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
any
orders
to
give
her
father
’
s
secretary
?
"
he
said
to
her
.
"
If
so
he
must
listen
to
her
orders
,
and
execute
them
,
but
apart
from
that
he
has
not
a
single
word
to
say
to
her
.
He
is
not
paid
to
tell
her
his
thoughts
.
"
This
kind
of
life
,
together
with
the
singular
surmises
which
it
occasioned
,
dissipated
the
boredom
which
he
had
been
accustomed
to
experience
in
that
magnificent
salon
,
where
everyone
was
afraid
,
and
where
any
kind
of
jest
was
in
bad
form
.
"
It
would
be
humorous
if
she
loved
me
but
whether
she
loves
me
or
not
,
"
went
on
Julien
,
"
I
have
for
my
confidential
friend
a
girl
of
spirit
before
whom
I
see
the
whole
household
quake
,
while
the
marquis
de
Croisenois
does
so
more
than
anyone
else
.
Yes
,
to
be
sure
,
that
same
young
man
who
is
so
polite
,
so
gentle
,
and
so
brave
,
and
who
has
combined
all
those
advantages
of
birth
and
fortune
a
single
one
of
which
would
put
my
heart
at
rest
—
he
is
madly
in
love
with
her
,
he
ought
to
marry
her
.
How
many
letters
has
M
.
de
la
Mole
made
me
write
to
the
two
notaries
in
order
to
arrange
the
contract
?
And
I
,
though
I
am
an
absolute
inferior
when
I
have
my
pen
in
my
hand
,
why
,
I
triumph
over
that
young
man
two
hours
afterwards
in
this
very
garden
;
for
,
after
all
,
her
preference
is
striking
and
direct
.
Perhaps
she
hates
him
because
she
sees
in
him
a
future
husband
.
She
is
haughty
enough
for
that
.
As
for
her
kindness
to
me
,
I
receive
it
in
my
capacity
of
confidential
servant
.
"
But
no
,
I
am
either
mad
or
she
is
making
advances
to
me
;
the
colder
and
more
respectful
I
show
myself
to
her
,
the
more
she
runs
after
me
.
It
may
be
a
deliberate
piece
of
affectation
;
but
I
see
her
eyes
become
animated
when
I
appear
unexpectedly
.
Can
the
women
of
Paris
manage
to
act
to
such
an
extent
.
What
does
it
matter
to
me
!
I
have
appearances
in
my
favour
,
let
us
enjoy
appearances
.
Heavens
,
how
beautiful
she
is
!
How
I
like
her
great
blue
eyes
when
I
see
them
at
close
quarters
,
and
they
look
at
me
in
the
way
they
often
do
?
What
a
difference
between
this
spring
and
that
of
last
year
,
when
I
lived
an
unhappy
life
among
three
hundred
dirty
malicious
hypocrites
,
and
only
kept
myself
afloat
through
sheer
force
of
character
,
I
was
almost
as
malicious
as
they
were
.
"
"
That
young
girl
is
making
fun
of
me
,
"
Julien
would
think
in
his
suspicious
days
.
"
She
is
acting
in
concert
with
her
brother
to
make
a
fool
of
me
.
But
she
seems
to
have
an
absolute
contempt
for
her
brother
’
s
lack
of
energy
.
He
is
brave
and
that
is
all
.
He
has
not
a
thought
which
dares
to
deviate
from
the
conventional
.
It
is
always
I
who
have
to
take
up
the
cudgels
in
his
defence
.
A
young
girl
of
nineteen
!
Can
one
at
that
age
act
up
faithfully
every
second
of
the
day
to
the
part
which
one
has
determined
to
play
.
On
the
other
hand
whenever
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
fixes
her
eyes
on
me
with
a
singular
expression
comte
Norbert
always
goes
away
.
I
think
that
suspicious
.
Ought
he
not
to
be
indignant
at
his
sister
singling
out
a
servant
of
her
household
?
For
that
is
how
I
heard
the
Duke
de
Chaulnes
speak
about
me
This
recollection
caused
anger
to
supersede
every
other
emotion
.
It
is
simply
a
fashion
for
old
fashioned
phraseology
on
the
part
of
the
eccentric
duke
?
"
"
Well
,
she
is
pretty
!
"
continued
Julien
with
a
tigerish
expression
,
"
I
will
have
her
,
I
will
then
go
away
,
and
woe
to
him
who
disturbs
me
in
my
flight
.
"
This
idea
became
Julien
’
s
sole
preoccupation
.
He
could
not
think
of
anything
else
.
His
days
passed
like
hours
.
Every
moment
when
he
tried
to
concentrate
on
some
important
matter
his
mind
became
a
blank
,
and
he
would
wake
up
a
quarter
of
an
hour
afterwards
with
a
beating
heart
and
an
anxious
mind
,
brooding
over
this
idea
"
does
she
love
me
?
"
If
Julien
had
employed
the
time
which
he
spent
in
exaggerating
Matilde
’
s
beauty
or
in
working
himself
up
into
a
rage
against
that
family
haughtiness
which
she
was
forgetting
for
his
sake
in
examining
what
was
going
on
in
the
salon
,
he
would
have
understood
the
secret
of
her
dominion
over
all
that
surrounded
her
.
