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"
You
understand
,
"
added
monsieur
de
la
Mole
,
"
that
one
always
falls
back
on
one
’
s
heart
when
one
has
committed
some
mistake
.
"
An
hour
afterwards
Julien
was
in
the
marquis
’
s
ante
-
chamber
.
He
looked
quite
like
a
servant
with
his
old
clothes
,
a
tie
of
a
dubious
white
,
and
a
certain
touch
of
the
usher
in
his
whole
appearance
.
The
marquis
burst
out
laughing
as
he
saw
him
,
and
it
was
only
then
that
Julien
’
s
justification
was
complete
.
"
If
this
young
man
betrays
me
,
"
said
M
.
de
la
Mole
to
himself
,
"
whom
is
one
to
trust
?
And
yet
,
when
one
acts
,
one
must
trust
someone
.
My
son
and
his
brilliant
friends
of
the
same
calibre
have
as
much
courage
and
loyalty
as
a
hundred
thousand
men
.
If
it
were
necessary
to
fight
,
they
would
die
on
the
steps
of
the
throne
.
They
know
everything
—
except
what
one
needs
in
emergency
.
Devil
take
me
if
I
can
find
a
single
one
among
them
who
can
learn
four
pages
by
heart
and
do
a
hundred
leagues
without
being
tracked
down
.
Norbert
would
know
how
to
sell
his
life
as
dearly
as
his
grandfathers
did
.
But
any
conscript
could
do
as
much
.
"
The
marquis
fell
into
a
profound
reverie
.
"
As
for
selling
one
’
s
life
too
,
"
he
said
with
a
sigh
,
"
perhaps
this
Sorel
would
manage
it
quite
as
well
as
he
could
.
"
Let
us
get
into
the
carriage
,
"
said
the
marquis
as
though
to
chase
away
an
unwanted
idea
.
"
Monsieur
,
"
said
Julien
,
"
while
they
were
getting
this
suit
ready
for
me
,
I
learnt
the
first
page
of
to
-
days
Quotidienne
by
heart
.
"
The
marquis
took
the
paper
.
Julien
recited
it
without
making
a
single
mistake
.
"
Good
,
"
said
the
marquis
,
who
this
night
felt
very
diplomatic
.
"
During
the
time
he
takes
over
this
our
young
man
will
not
notice
the
streets
through
which
we
are
passing
.
"
They
arrived
in
a
big
salon
that
looked
melancholy
enough
and
was
partly
upholstered
in
green
velvet
.
In
the
middle
of
the
room
a
scowling
lackey
had
just
placed
a
big
dining
-
table
which
he
subsequently
changed
into
a
writing
-
table
by
means
of
an
immense
green
inkstained
tablecloth
which
had
been
plundered
from
some
minister
.
The
master
of
the
house
was
an
enormous
man
whose
name
was
not
pronounced
.
Julien
thought
he
had
the
appearance
and
eloquence
of
a
man
who
ruminated
.
At
a
sign
from
the
marquis
,
Julien
had
remained
at
the
lower
end
of
the
table
.
In
order
to
keep
himself
in
countenance
,
he
began
to
cut
quills
.
He
counted
out
of
the
corner
of
his
eye
seven
visitors
,
but
Julien
could
only
see
their
backs
.
Two
seemed
to
him
to
be
speaking
to
M
.
de
la
Mole
on
a
footing
of
equality
,
the
others
seemed
more
or
less
respectful
.
