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"
There
is
an
element
of
madness
in
all
this
family
’
s
way
of
looking
at
things
,
"
thought
the
maréchale
;
"
they
are
infatuated
with
their
young
abbé
,
whose
only
accomplishment
is
to
be
a
good
listener
,
though
his
eyes
are
fine
enough
,
it
is
true
.
"
Julien
,
on
his
side
,
found
in
the
maréchale
’
s
manners
an
almost
perfect
instance
of
that
patrician
calm
which
exhales
a
scrupulous
politeness
;
and
,
what
is
more
,
announces
at
the
same
time
the
impossibility
of
any
violent
emotion
.
Madame
de
Fervaques
would
have
been
as
much
scandalised
by
any
unexpected
movement
or
any
lack
of
self
-
control
,
as
by
a
lack
of
dignity
towards
one
’
s
inferiors
.
She
would
have
regarded
the
slightest
symptom
of
sensibility
as
a
kind
of
moral
drunkenness
which
puts
one
to
the
blush
and
was
extremely
prejudicial
to
what
a
person
of
high
rank
owed
to
herself
.
Her
great
happiness
was
to
talk
of
the
king
’
s
last
hunt
;
her
favourite
book
,
was
the
Memoirs
of
the
Duke
de
Saint
Simon
,
especially
the
genealogical
part
.
Julien
knew
the
place
where
the
arrangement
of
the
light
suited
madame
de
Fervaques
’
particular
style
of
beauty
.
He
got
there
in
advance
,
but
was
careful
to
turn
his
chair
in
such
a
way
as
not
to
see
Mathilde
.
Astonished
one
day
at
this
consistent
policy
of
hiding
himself
from
her
,
she
left
the
blue
sofa
and
came
to
work
by
the
little
table
near
the
maréchale
’
s
armchair
.
Julien
had
a
fairly
close
view
of
her
over
madame
de
Fervaques
’
hat
.
Those
eyes
,
which
were
the
arbiters
of
his
fate
,
frightened
him
,
and
then
hurled
him
violently
out
of
his
habitual
apathy
.
He
talked
,
and
talked
very
well
.
He
was
speaking
to
the
maréchale
,
but
his
one
aim
was
to
produce
an
impression
upon
Mathilde
’
s
soul
.
He
became
so
animated
that
eventually
madame
de
Fervaques
did
not
manage
to
understand
a
word
he
said
.
This
was
a
prime
merit
.
If
it
had
occurred
to
Julien
to
follow
it
up
by
some
phrases
of
German
mysticism
,
lofty
religion
,
and
Jesuitism
,
the
maréchale
would
have
immediately
given
him
a
rank
among
the
superior
men
whose
mission
it
was
to
regenerate
the
age
.
"
Since
he
has
bad
enough
taste
,
"
said
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
,
"
to
talk
so
long
and
so
ardently
to
madame
de
Fervaques
,
I
shall
not
listen
to
him
any
more
.
"
She
kept
her
resolution
during
the
whole
latter
part
of
the
evening
,
although
she
had
difficulty
in
doing
so
.
At
midnight
,
when
she
took
her
mother
’
s
candle
to
accompany
her
to
her
room
,
madame
de
la
Mole
stopped
on
the
staircase
to
enter
into
an
exhaustive
eulogy
of
Julien
.
Mathilde
ended
by
losing
her
temper
.
She
could
not
get
to
sleep
.
She
felt
calmed
by
this
thought
:
"
the
very
things
which
I
despise
in
a
man
may
none
the
less
constitute
a
great
merit
in
the
eyes
of
the
maréchale
.
"
