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"
So
,
"
said
the
prince
with
a
laugh
,
"
you
are
sure
that
when
one
talks
about
trade
your
fair
lady
thinks
about
herself
and
not
about
you
.
This
silly
weakness
is
divine
and
extremely
useful
,
it
will
prevent
you
from
yielding
to
a
single
moment
’
s
folly
when
near
her
sparkling
eyes
.
Success
is
assured
.
"
Julien
was
thinking
of
madame
the
maréchale
de
Fervaques
who
often
came
to
the
Hôtel
de
la
Mole
.
She
was
a
beautiful
foreigner
who
had
married
the
maréchal
a
year
before
his
death
.
The
one
object
of
her
whole
life
seemed
to
be
to
make
people
forget
that
she
was
the
daughter
of
a
manufacturer
.
In
order
to
cut
some
figure
in
Paris
she
had
placed
herself
at
the
head
of
the
party
of
piety
.
Julien
sincerely
admired
the
prince
;
what
would
he
not
have
given
to
have
possessed
his
affectations
!
The
conversation
between
the
two
friends
was
interminable
.
Korasoff
was
delighted
:
No
Frenchman
had
ever
listened
to
him
for
so
long
.
"
So
I
have
succeeded
at
last
,
"
said
the
prince
to
himself
complacently
,
"
in
getting
a
proper
hearing
and
that
too
through
giving
lessons
to
my
master
.
"
"
So
we
are
quite
agreed
,
"
he
repeated
to
Julien
for
the
tenth
time
.
"
When
you
talk
to
the
young
beauty
,
I
mean
the
daughter
of
the
Strasbourg
stocking
merchant
in
the
presence
of
madame
de
Dubois
,
not
a
trace
of
passion
.
But
on
the
other
hand
be
ardently
passionate
when
you
write
.
Reading
a
well
-
written
love
-
letter
is
a
prude
’
s
supremest
pleasure
.
It
is
a
moment
of
relaxation
.
She
leaves
off
posing
and
dares
to
listen
to
her
own
heart
;
consequently
two
letters
a
day
.
"
"
Never
,
never
,
"
said
Julien
despondently
,
"
I
would
rather
be
ground
in
a
mortar
than
make
up
three
phrases
.
I
am
a
corpse
,
my
dear
fellow
,
hope
nothing
from
me
.
Let
me
die
by
the
road
side
.
"
"
And
who
is
talking
about
making
up
phrases
?
I
have
got
six
volumes
of
copied
-
out
love
-
letters
in
my
bag
.
I
have
letters
to
suit
every
variation
of
feminine
character
,
including
the
most
highly
virtuous
.
Did
not
Kalisky
pay
court
at
Richmond
-
on
-
the
-
Thames
at
three
leagues
from
London
,
you
know
,
to
the
prettiest
Quakeress
in
the
whole
of
England
?
"
Julien
was
less
unhappy
when
he
left
his
friend
at
two
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
.
The
prince
summoned
a
copyist
on
the
following
day
,
and
two
days
afterwards
Julien
was
the
possessor
of
fifty
-
three
carefully
numbered
love
-
letters
intended
for
the
most
sublime
and
the
most
melancholy
virtue
.
"
The
reason
why
there
is
not
fifty
-
four
,
"
said
the
prince
"
is
because
Kalisky
allowed
himself
to
be
dismissed
.
But
what
does
it
matter
to
you
,
if
you
are
badly
treated
by
the
stocking
-
merchant
’
s
daughter
since
you
only
wish
to
produce
an
impression
upon
madame
de
Dubois
’
heart
.
"
