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"
Yes
,
"
Julien
would
say
to
himself
,
"
it
is
impossible
for
me
to
deceive
myself
,
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
looks
at
me
in
a
very
singular
way
.
But
even
when
her
fine
blue
open
eyes
are
fixed
on
me
,
wide
open
with
the
most
abandon
,
I
always
detect
behind
them
an
element
of
scrutiny
,
self
-
possession
and
malice
.
Is
it
possible
that
this
may
be
love
?
But
how
different
to
madame
de
Rênal
’
s
looks
!
"
One
evening
after
dinner
Julien
,
who
had
followed
M
.
de
la
Mole
into
his
study
,
was
rapidly
walking
back
to
the
garden
.
He
approached
Mathilde
’
s
circle
without
any
warning
,
and
caught
some
words
pronounced
in
a
very
loud
voice
.
She
was
teasing
her
brother
.
Julien
heard
his
name
distinctly
pronounced
twice
.
He
appeared
.
There
was
immediately
a
profound
silence
and
abortive
efforts
were
made
to
dissipate
it
Mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
and
her
brother
were
too
animated
to
find
another
topic
of
conversation
.
MM
.
de
Caylus
,
de
Croisenois
,
de
Luz
,
and
one
of
their
friends
,
manifested
an
icy
coldness
to
Julien
.
He
went
away
.
Disconnected
remarks
,
casual
meetings
,
become
transformed
in
the
eyes
of
an
imaginative
man
into
the
most
convincing
proofs
,
if
he
has
any
fire
in
his
temperament
.
—
Schiller
.
The
following
day
he
again
caught
Norbert
and
his
sister
talking
about
him
.
A
funereal
silence
was
established
on
his
arrival
as
on
the
previous
day
.
His
suspicions
were
now
unbounded
.
"
Can
these
charming
young
people
have
started
to
make
fun
of
me
?
I
must
own
this
is
much
more
probable
,
much
more
natural
than
any
suggested
passion
on
the
part
of
mademoiselle
de
La
Mole
for
a
poor
devil
of
a
secretary
.
In
the
first
place
,
have
those
people
got
any
passions
at
all
?
Mystification
is
their
strong
point
.
They
are
jealous
of
my
poor
little
superiority
in
speaking
.
Being
jealous
again
is
one
of
their
weaknesses
.
On
that
basis
everything
is
explicable
.
Mademoiselle
de
La
Mole
simply
wants
to
persuade
me
that
she
is
marking
me
out
for
special
favour
in
order
to
show
me
off
to
her
betrothed
?
"
This
cruel
suspicion
completely
changed
Julien
’
s
psychological
condition
.
The
idea
found
in
his
heart
a
budding
love
which
it
had
no
difficulty
in
destroying
.
This
love
was
only
founded
on
Mathilde
’
s
rare
beauty
,
or
rather
on
her
queenly
manners
and
her
admirable
dresses
.
Julien
was
still
a
parvenu
in
this
respect
.
We
are
assured
that
there
is
nothing
equal
to
a
pretty
society
women
for
dazzling
a
peasant
who
is
at
the
same
time
a
man
of
intellect
,
when
he
is
admitted
to
first
class
society
.
It
had
not
been
Mathilde
’
s
character
which
had
given
Julien
food
for
dreams
in
the
days
that
had
just
passed
.
He
had
sufficient
sense
to
realise
that
he
knew
nothing
about
her
character
.
All
he
saw
of
it
might
be
merely
superficial
.
For
instance
,
Mathilde
would
not
have
missed
mass
on
Sunday
for
anything
in
the
world
.
She
accompanied
her
mother
there
nearly
every
time
.
If
when
in
the
salon
of
the
Hôtel
de
La
Mole
some
indiscreet
man
forgot
where
he
was
,
and
indulged
in
the
remotest
allusion
to
any
jest
against
the
real
or
supposed
interests
of
Church
or
State
,
Mathilde
immediately
assumed
an
icy
seriousness
.
Her
previously
arch
expression
re
-
assumed
all
the
impassive
haughtiness
of
an
old
family
portrait
.
But
Julien
had
assured
himself
that
she
always
had
one
or
two
of
Voltaire
’
s
most
philosophic
volumes
in
her
room
.
He
himself
would
often
steal
some
tomes
of
that
fine
edition
which
was
so
magnificently
bound
.
By
moving
each
volume
a
little
distance
from
the
one
next
to
it
he
managed
to
hide
the
absence
of
the
one
he
took
away
,
but
he
soon
noticed
that
someone
else
was
reading
Voltaire
.
He
had
recourse
to
a
trick
worthy
of
the
seminary
and
placed
some
pieces
of
hair
on
those
volumes
which
he
thought
were
likely
to
interest
mademoiselle
de
La
Mole
.
They
disappeared
for
whole
weeks
.
M
.
de
La
Mole
had
lost
patience
with
his
bookseller
,
who
always
sent
him
all
the
spurious
memoirs
,
and
had
instructed
Julien
to
buy
all
the
new
books
,
which
were
at
all
stimulating
.
But
in
order
to
prevent
the
poison
spreading
over
the
household
,
the
secretary
was
ordered
to
place
the
books
in
a
little
book
-
case
that
stood
in
the
marquis
’
s
own
room
.
