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"
I
should
not
have
flinched
.
"
The
first
time
that
Madame
de
Rênal
tried
to
enter
into
conversation
independently
of
the
children
’
s
education
,
he
began
to
talk
of
surgical
operations
.
She
grew
pale
and
asked
him
to
leave
off
.
Julien
knew
nothing
beyond
that
.
So
it
came
about
that
,
though
he
passed
his
life
in
Madame
de
Rênal
’
s
company
,
the
most
singular
silence
would
reign
between
them
as
soon
as
they
were
alone
.
When
he
was
in
the
salon
,
she
noticed
in
his
eyes
,
in
spite
of
all
the
humbleness
of
his
demeanour
,
an
air
of
intellectual
superiority
towards
everyone
who
came
to
visit
her
.
If
she
found
herself
alone
with
him
for
a
single
moment
,
she
saw
that
he
was
palpably
embarrassed
.
This
made
her
feel
uneasy
,
for
her
woman
’
s
instinct
caused
her
to
realise
that
this
embarrassment
was
not
inspired
by
any
tenderness
.
Owing
to
some
mysterious
idea
,
derived
from
some
tale
of
good
society
,
such
as
the
old
Surgeon
-
Major
had
seen
it
,
Julien
felt
humiliated
whenever
the
conversation
languished
on
any
occasion
when
he
found
himself
in
a
woman
’
s
society
,
as
though
the
particular
pause
were
his
own
special
fault
.
This
sensation
was
a
hundred
times
more
painful
in
tête
-
à
-
tête
.
His
imagination
,
full
as
it
was
of
the
most
extravagant
and
most
Spanish
ideas
of
what
a
man
ought
to
say
when
he
is
alone
with
a
woman
,
only
suggested
to
the
troubled
youth
things
which
were
absolutely
impossible
.
His
soul
was
in
the
clouds
.
Nevertheless
he
was
unable
to
emerge
from
this
most
humiliating
silence
.
Consequently
,
during
his
long
walks
with
Madame
de
Rênal
and
the
children
,
the
severity
of
his
manner
was
accentuated
by
the
poignancy
of
his
sufferings
.
He
despised
himself
terribly
.
If
,
by
any
luck
,
he
made
himself
speak
,
he
came
out
with
the
most
absurd
things
.
To
put
the
finishing
touch
on
his
misery
,
he
saw
his
own
absurdity
and
exaggerated
its
extent
,
but
what
he
did
not
see
was
the
expression
in
his
eyes
,
which
were
so
beautiful
and
betokened
so
ardent
a
soul
,
that
like
good
actors
,
they
sometimes
gave
charm
to
something
which
is
really
devoid
of
it
.
Madame
de
Rênal
noticed
that
when
he
was
alone
with
her
he
never
chanced
to
say
a
good
thing
except
when
he
was
taken
out
of
himself
by
some
unexpected
event
,
and
consequently
forgot
to
try
and
turn
a
compliment
.
As
the
friends
of
the
house
did
not
spoil
her
by
regaling
her
with
new
and
brilliant
ideas
,
she
enjoyed
with
delight
all
the
flashes
of
Julien
’
s
intellect
After
the
fall
of
Napoleon
,
every
appearance
of
gallantry
has
been
severely
exiled
from
provincial
etiquette
.
People
are
frightened
of
losing
their
jobs
.
All
rascals
look
to
the
religious
order
for
support
,
and
hypocrisy
has
made
firm
progress
even
among
the
Liberal
classes
.
One
’
s
ennui
is
doubled
.
The
only
pleasures
left
are
reading
and
agriculture
.
Madame
de
Rênal
,
the
rich
heiress
of
a
devout
aunt
,
and
married
at
sixteen
to
a
respectable
gentleman
,
had
never
felt
or
seen
in
her
whole
life
anything
that
had
the
slightest
resemblance
in
the
whole
world
to
love
.
Her
confessor
,
the
good
curé
Chélan
,
had
once
mentioned
love
to
her
,
in
discussing
the
advances
of
M
.
de
Valenod
,
and
had
drawn
so
loathsome
a
picture
of
the
passion
that
the
word
now
stood
to
her
for
nothing
but
the
most
abject
debauchery
.
She
had
regarded
love
,
such
as
she
had
come
across
it
,
in
the
very
small
number
of
novels
with
which
chance
had
made
her
acquainted
,
as
an
exception
if
not
indeed
as
something
absolutely
abnormal
.
It
was
,
thanks
to
this
ignorance
,
that
Madame
de
Rênal
,
although
incessantly
absorbed
in
Julien
,
was
perfectly
happy
,
and
never
thought
of
reproaching
herself
in
the
slightest
.
"
Then
there
were
sighs
,
the
deeper
for
suppression
,
And
stolen
glances
sweeter
for
the
ft
,
