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It
would
have
been
difficult
to
have
shown
herself
more
amiable
or
fascinating
to
them
.
M
.
de
Luz
,
de
Caylus
and
several
of
their
friends
came
in
after
dinner
.
One
would
have
said
that
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
had
commenced
again
to
cultivate
the
most
scrupulous
conventionality
at
the
same
time
as
her
sisterly
affection
.
Although
the
weather
was
delightful
this
evening
,
she
refused
to
go
out
into
the
garden
,
and
insisted
on
their
all
staying
near
the
arm
-
chair
where
madame
de
la
Mole
was
sitting
.
The
blue
sofa
was
the
centre
of
the
group
as
it
had
been
in
the
winter
.
Mathilde
was
out
of
temper
with
the
garden
,
or
at
any
rate
she
found
it
absolutely
boring
:
it
was
bound
up
with
the
memory
of
Julien
.
Unhappiness
blunts
the
edge
of
the
intellect
.
Our
hero
had
the
bad
taste
to
stop
by
that
little
straw
chair
which
had
formerly
witnessed
his
most
brilliant
triumphs
.
To
-
day
none
spoke
to
him
,
his
presence
seemed
to
be
unnoticed
,
and
worse
than
that
.
Those
of
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
’
s
friends
who
were
sitting
near
him
at
the
end
of
the
sofa
,
made
a
point
of
somehow
or
other
turning
their
back
on
him
,
at
any
rate
he
thought
so
.
"
It
is
a
court
disgrace
,
"
he
thought
.
He
tried
to
study
for
a
moment
the
people
who
were
endeavouring
to
overwhelm
him
with
their
contempt
.
M
.
de
Luz
had
an
important
post
in
the
King
’
s
suite
,
the
result
of
which
was
that
the
handsome
officer
began
every
conversation
with
every
listener
who
came
along
by
telling
him
this
special
piece
of
information
.
His
uncle
had
started
at
seven
o
’
clock
for
St
.
Cloud
and
reckoned
on
spending
the
night
there
.
This
detail
was
introduced
with
all
the
appearance
of
good
nature
but
it
never
failed
to
be
worked
in
.
As
Julien
scrutinized
M
.
de
Croisenois
with
a
stern
gaze
of
unhappiness
,
he
observed
that
this
good
amiable
young
man
attributed
a
great
influence
to
occult
causes
.
He
even
went
so
far
as
to
become
melancholy
and
out
of
temper
if
he
saw
an
event
of
the
slightest
importance
ascribed
to
a
simple
and
perfectly
natural
cause
.
"
There
is
an
element
of
madness
in
this
,
"
Julien
said
to
himself
.
This
man
’
s
character
has
a
striking
analogy
with
that
of
the
Emperor
Alexander
,
such
as
the
Prince
Korasoff
described
it
to
me
.
During
the
first
year
of
his
stay
in
Paris
poor
Julien
,
fresh
from
the
seminary
and
dazzled
by
the
graces
of
all
these
amiable
young
people
,
whom
he
found
so
novel
,
had
felt
bound
to
admire
them
.
Their
true
character
was
only
beginning
to
become
outlined
in
his
eyes
.
"
I
am
playing
an
undignified
rôle
here
,
"
he
suddenly
thought
.
The
question
was
,
how
he
could
leave
the
little
straw
chair
without
undue
awkwardness
.
He
wanted
to
invent
something
,
and
tried
to
extract
some
novel
excuse
from
an
imagination
which
was
otherwise
engrossed
.
He
was
compelled
to
fall
back
on
his
memory
,
which
was
,
it
must
be
owned
,
somewhat
poor
in
resources
of
this
kind
.
The
poor
boy
was
still
very
much
out
of
his
element
,
and
could
not
have
exhibited
a
more
complete
and
noticeable
awkwardness
when
he
got
up
to
leave
the
salon
.
His
misery
was
only
too
palpable
in
his
whole
manner
.
He
had
been
playing
,
for
the
last
three
quarters
of
an
hour
,
the
rôle
of
an
officious
inferior
from
whom
one
does
not
take
the
trouble
to
hide
what
one
really
thinks
.
The
critical
observations
he
had
just
made
on
his
rivals
prevented
him
,
however
,
from
taking
his
own
unhappiness
too
tragically
.
His
pride
could
take
support
in
what
had
taken
place
the
previous
day
.
"
Whatever
may
be
their
advantages
over
me
,
"
he
thought
,
as
he
went
into
the
garden
alone
,
"
Mathilde
has
never
been
to
a
single
one
of
them
what
,
twice
in
my
life
,
she
has
deigned
to
be
to
me
!
"
His
penetration
did
not
go
further
.
He
absolutely
failed
to
appreciate
the
character
of
the
extraordinary
person
whom
chance
had
just
made
the
supreme
mistress
of
all
his
happiness
.
