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If
at
that
moment
some
honourable
means
of
reconciliation
had
presented
itself
,
she
would
have
embraced
it
with
pleasure
.
Julien
locked
in
his
room
was
a
prey
to
the
most
violent
despair
.
He
thought
in
his
madness
of
throwing
himself
at
her
feet
.
If
instead
of
hiding
himself
in
an
out
of
the
way
place
,
he
had
wandered
about
the
garden
of
the
hôtel
so
as
to
keep
within
reach
of
any
opportunity
,
he
would
perhaps
have
changed
in
a
single
moment
his
awful
unhappiness
into
the
keenest
happiness
.
But
the
tact
for
whose
lack
we
are
now
reproaching
him
would
have
been
incompatible
with
that
sublime
seizure
of
the
sword
,
which
at
the
present
time
rendered
him
so
handsome
in
the
eyes
of
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
.
This
whim
in
Julien
’
s
favour
lasted
the
whole
day
;
Mathilde
conjured
up
a
charming
image
of
the
short
moments
during
which
she
had
loved
him
:
she
regretted
them
.
"
As
a
matter
of
fact
,
"
she
said
to
herself
,
"
my
passion
for
this
poor
boy
can
from
his
point
of
view
only
have
lasted
from
one
hour
after
midnight
when
I
saw
him
arrive
by
his
ladder
with
all
his
pistols
in
his
coat
pocket
,
till
eight
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
.
It
was
a
quarter
of
an
hour
after
that
as
I
listened
to
mass
at
Sainte
-
Valère
that
I
began
to
think
that
he
might
very
well
try
to
terrify
me
into
obedience
.
"
After
dinner
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
,
so
far
from
avoiding
Julien
,
spoke
to
him
and
made
him
promise
to
follow
her
into
the
garden
.
He
obeyed
.
It
was
a
new
experience
.
Without
suspecting
it
Mathilde
was
yielding
to
the
love
which
she
was
now
feeling
for
him
again
.
She
found
an
extreme
pleasure
in
walking
by
his
side
,
and
she
looked
curiously
at
those
hands
which
had
seized
the
sword
to
kill
her
that
very
morning
.
After
such
an
action
,
after
all
that
had
taken
place
,
some
of
the
former
conversation
was
out
of
the
question
.
Mathilde
gradually
began
to
talk
confidentially
to
him
about
the
state
of
her
heart
.
She
found
a
singular
pleasure
in
this
kind
of
conversation
,
she
even
went
so
far
as
to
describe
to
him
the
fleeting
moments
of
enthusiasm
which
she
had
experienced
for
M
.
de
Croisenois
,
for
M
.
de
Caylus
—
—
"
What
!
M
.
de
Caylus
as
well
!
"
exclaimed
Julien
,
and
all
the
jealousy
of
a
discarded
lover
burst
out
in
those
words
,
Mathilde
thought
as
much
,
but
did
not
feel
at
all
insulted
.
She
continued
torturing
Julien
by
describing
her
former
sentiments
with
the
most
picturesque
detail
and
the
accent
of
the
most
intimate
truth
.
He
saw
that
she
was
portraying
what
she
had
in
her
mind
’
s
eye
.
He
had
the
pain
of
noticing
that
as
she
spoke
she
made
new
discoveries
in
her
own
heart
.
