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"
Well
,
my
dear
,
it
is
true
,
"
said
Mathilde
,
as
she
sadly
lowered
her
eyes
.
She
knew
positively
that
many
months
had
elapsed
since
she
had
allowed
M
.
de
Luz
to
do
such
a
thing
.
Julien
looked
at
her
with
ineffable
tenderness
,
"
No
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
she
does
not
love
me
less
.
"
In
the
evening
she
rallied
him
with
a
laugh
on
his
fancy
for
madame
de
Fervaques
.
"
Think
of
a
bourgeois
loving
a
parvenu
,
those
are
perhaps
the
only
type
of
hearts
that
my
Julien
cannot
make
mad
with
love
.
She
has
made
you
into
a
real
dandy
,
"
she
said
playing
with
his
hair
.
During
the
period
when
he
thought
himself
scorned
by
Mathilde
,
Julien
had
become
one
of
the
best
dressed
men
in
Paris
He
had
,
moreover
,
a
further
advantage
over
other
dandies
,
in
as
much
as
once
he
had
finished
dressing
he
never
gave
a
further
thought
to
his
appearance
.
One
thing
still
piqued
Mathilde
,
Julien
continued
to
copy
out
the
Russian
letters
and
send
them
to
the
maréchale
.
An
English
traveller
tells
of
the
intimacy
in
which
he
lived
with
a
tiger
.
He
had
trained
it
and
would
caress
it
,
but
he
always
kept
a
cocked
pistol
on
his
table
.
Julien
only
abandoned
himself
to
the
fulness
of
his
happiness
in
those
moments
when
Mathilde
could
not
read
the
expression
in
his
eyes
.
He
scrupulously
performed
his
duty
of
addressing
some
harsh
word
to
her
from
time
to
time
.
When
Mathilde
’
s
sweetness
,
which
he
noticed
with
some
surprise
,
together
with
the
completeness
of
her
devotion
were
on
the
point
of
depriving
him
of
all
self
-
control
,
he
was
courageous
enough
to
leave
her
suddenly
.
Mathilde
loved
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
.
