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So
far
as
words
were
concerned
,
Julien
answered
these
new
remonstrances
very
well
.
He
managed
to
find
the
words
which
a
young
and
ardent
seminarist
would
have
employed
,
but
the
tone
in
which
he
pronounced
them
,
together
with
the
thinly
concealed
fire
which
blazed
in
his
eye
,
alarmed
M
.
Chélan
.
You
must
not
have
too
bad
an
opinion
of
Julien
’
s
prospects
.
He
invented
with
correctness
all
the
words
suitable
to
a
prudent
and
cunning
hypocrisy
.
It
was
not
bad
for
his
age
.
As
for
his
tone
and
his
gestures
,
he
had
spent
his
life
with
country
people
;
he
had
never
been
given
an
opportunity
of
seeing
great
models
.
Consequently
,
as
soon
as
he
was
given
a
chance
of
getting
near
such
gentlemen
,
his
gestures
became
as
admirable
as
his
words
.
Madame
de
Rênal
was
astonished
that
her
maid
’
s
new
fortune
did
not
make
her
more
happy
.
She
saw
her
repeatedly
going
to
the
curé
and
coming
back
with
tears
in
her
eyes
.
At
last
Elisa
talked
to
her
of
her
marriage
.
Madame
de
Rênal
thought
she
was
ill
.
A
kind
of
fever
prevented
her
from
sleeping
.
She
only
lived
when
either
maid
or
Julien
were
in
sight
.
She
was
unable
to
think
of
anything
except
them
and
the
happiness
which
they
would
find
in
their
home
.
Her
imagination
depicted
in
the
most
fascinating
colours
the
poverty
of
the
little
house
,
where
they
were
to
live
on
their
income
of
fifty
louis
a
year
.
Julien
could
quite
well
become
an
advocate
at
Bray
,
the
sub
-
prefecture
,
two
leagues
from
Verrières
.
In
that
case
she
would
see
him
sometimes
.
Madame
de
Rênal
sincerely
believed
she
would
go
mad
.
She
said
so
to
her
husband
and
finally
fell
ill
.
That
very
evening
when
her
maid
was
attending
her
,
she
noticed
that
the
girl
was
crying
.
She
abhorred
Elisa
at
that
moment
,
and
started
to
scold
her
;
she
then
begged
her
pardon
.
Elisa
’
s
tears
redoubled
.
She
said
if
her
mistress
would
allow
her
,
she
would
tell
her
all
her
unhappiness
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
answered
Madame
de
Rênal
.
"
Well
,
Madame
,
he
refuses
me
,
some
wicked
people
must
have
spoken
badly
about
me
.
He
believes
them
.
"
"
Who
refuses
you
?
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
,
scarcely
breathing
.
"
Who
else
,
Madame
,
but
M
.
Julien
,
"
answered
the
maid
sobbing
.
"
M
.
the
curé
had
been
unable
to
overcome
his
resistance
,
for
M
.
the
curé
thinks
that
he
ought
not
to
refuse
an
honest
girl
on
the
pretext
that
she
has
been
a
maid
.
After
all
,
M
.
Julien
’
s
father
is
nothing
more
than
a
carpenter
,
and
how
did
he
himself
earn
his
living
before
he
was
at
Madame
’
s
?
"
