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"
So
that
’
s
the
cause
for
the
coldness
of
your
letters
,
dear
,
"
exclaimed
Mathilde
in
a
tone
of
madness
rather
than
of
tenderness
.
Julien
did
not
notice
that
nuance
.
The
endearment
made
him
lose
his
head
,
or
at
any
rate
his
suspicions
vanished
.
He
dared
to
clasp
in
his
arms
that
beautiful
girl
who
inspired
him
with
such
respect
.
He
was
only
partially
rebuffed
.
He
fell
back
on
his
memory
as
he
had
once
at
Besançon
with
Armanda
Binet
,
and
recited
by
heart
several
of
the
finest
phrases
out
of
the
Nouvelle
Héloise
.
"
You
have
the
heart
of
a
man
,
"
was
the
answer
she
made
without
listening
too
attentively
to
his
phrases
;
"
I
wanted
to
test
your
courage
,
I
confess
it
.
Your
first
suspicions
and
your
resolutions
show
you
even
more
intrepid
,
dear
,
than
I
had
believed
.
"
Mathilde
had
to
make
an
effort
to
call
him
"
dear
,
"
and
was
evidently
paying
more
attention
to
this
strange
method
of
speech
than
to
the
substance
of
what
she
was
saying
.
Being
called
"
dear
"
without
any
tenderness
in
the
tone
afforded
no
pleasure
to
Julien
;
he
was
astonished
at
not
being
happy
,
and
eventually
fell
back
on
his
reasoning
in
order
to
be
so
.
He
saw
that
he
was
respected
by
this
proud
young
girl
who
never
gave
undeserved
praise
;
by
means
of
this
reasoning
he
managed
to
enjoy
the
happiness
of
satisfied
vanity
.
It
was
not
,
it
was
true
,
that
soulful
pleasure
which
he
had
sometimes
found
with
madame
de
Rênal
.
There
was
no
element
of
tenderness
in
the
feelings
of
these
first
few
minutes
.
It
was
the
keen
happiness
of
a
gratified
ambition
,
and
Julien
was
,
above
all
,
ambitious
.
He
talked
again
of
the
people
whom
he
had
suspected
and
of
the
precautions
which
he
had
devised
.
As
he
spoke
,
he
thought
of
the
best
means
of
exploiting
his
victory
.
Mathilde
was
still
very
embarrassed
and
seemed
paralysed
by
the
steps
which
she
had
taken
.
She
appeared
delighted
to
find
a
topic
of
conversation
.
They
talked
of
how
they
were
to
see
each
other
again
.
Julien
extracted
a
delicious
joy
from
the
consciousness
of
the
intelligence
and
the
courage
,
of
which
he
again
proved
himself
possessed
during
this
discussion
.
They
had
to
reckon
with
extremely
sharp
people
,
the
little
Tanbeau
was
certainly
a
spy
,
but
Mathilde
and
himself
as
well
had
their
share
of
cleverness
.
What
was
easier
than
to
meet
in
the
library
,
and
there
make
all
arrangements
?
"
I
can
appear
in
all
parts
of
the
hôtel
,
"
added
Julien
,
"
without
rousing
suspicion
almost
,
in
fact
,
in
madame
de
la
Mole
’
s
own
room
.
"
It
was
absolutely
necessary
to
go
through
it
in
order
to
reach
her
daughter
’
s
room
.
If
Mathilde
thought
it
preferable
for
him
always
to
come
by
a
ladder
,
then
he
would
expose
himself
to
that
paltry
danger
with
a
heart
intoxicated
with
joy
.
As
she
listened
to
him
speaking
,
Mathilde
was
shocked
by
this
air
of
triumph
.
"
So
he
is
my
master
,
"
she
said
to
herself
,
she
was
already
a
prey
to
remorse
.
Her
reason
was
horrified
at
the
signal
folly
which
she
had
just
committed
.
If
she
had
had
the
power
she
would
have
annihilated
both
herself
and
Julien
.
When
for
a
few
moments
she
managed
by
sheer
will
-
power
to
silence
her
pangs
of
remorse
,
she
was
rendered
very
unhappy
by
her
timidity
and
wounded
shame
.
She
had
quite
failed
to
foresee
the
awful
plight
in
which
she
now
found
herself
.
"
I
must
speak
to
him
,
however
,
"
she
said
at
last
.
"
That
is
the
proper
thing
to
do
.
One
does
talk
to
one
’
s
lover
.
"
And
then
with
a
view
of
accomplishing
a
duty
,
and
with
a
tenderness
which
was
manifested
rather
in
the
words
which
she
employed
than
in
the
inflection
of
her
voice
,
she
recounted
various
resolutions
which
she
had
made
concerning
him
during
the
last
few
days
.
