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the
chevalier
de
La
Vernaye
sat
the
finest
horse
in
Alsace
,
which
had
cost
him
six
thousand
francs
.
He
was
received
as
a
lieutenant
,
though
he
had
never
been
sub
-
lieutenant
except
on
the
rolls
of
a
regiment
of
which
he
had
never
heard
.
His
impassive
manner
,
his
stern
and
almost
malicious
eyes
,
his
pallor
,
and
his
invariable
self
-
possession
,
founded
his
reputation
from
the
very
first
day
.
Shortly
afterwards
his
perfect
and
calculated
politeness
,
and
his
skill
at
shooting
and
fencing
,
of
which
,
though
without
any
undue
ostentation
,
he
made
his
comrades
aware
,
did
away
with
all
idea
of
making
fun
of
him
openly
.
After
hesitating
for
five
or
six
days
,
the
public
opinion
of
the
regiment
declared
itself
in
his
favour
.
"
This
young
man
has
everything
,
"
said
the
facetious
old
officers
,
"
except
youth
.
"
Julien
wrote
from
Strasbourg
to
the
old
curé
of
Verrières
,
M
.
Chélan
,
who
was
now
verging
on
extreme
old
age
.
"
You
will
have
learnt
,
with
a
joy
of
which
I
have
no
doubt
,
of
the
events
which
have
induced
my
family
to
enrich
me
.
Here
are
five
hundred
francs
which
I
request
you
to
distribute
quietly
,
and
without
any
mention
of
my
name
,
among
those
unfortunate
ones
who
are
now
poor
as
I
myself
was
once
,
and
whom
you
will
doubtless
help
as
you
once
helped
me
.
"
Julien
was
intoxicated
with
ambition
,
and
not
with
vanity
.
He
nevertheless
devoted
a
great
part
of
his
time
to
attending
to
his
external
appearance
.
His
horses
,
his
uniform
,
his
orderlies
’
liveries
,
were
all
kept
with
a
correctness
which
would
have
done
credit
to
the
punctiliousness
of
a
great
English
nobleman
.
He
had
scarcely
been
made
a
lieutenant
as
a
matter
of
favour
(
and
that
only
two
days
ago
)
than
he
began
to
calculate
that
if
he
was
to
become
commander
-
in
-
chief
at
thirty
,
like
all
the
great
generals
,
then
he
must
be
more
than
a
lieutenant
at
twenty
-
three
at
the
latest
.
He
thought
about
nothing
except
fame
and
his
son
.
It
was
in
the
midst
of
the
ecstasies
of
the
most
reinless
ambition
that
he
was
surprised
by
the
arrival
of
a
young
valet
from
the
Hôtel
de
la
Mole
,
who
had
come
with
a
letter
.
"
All
is
lost
,
"
wrote
Mathilde
to
him
:
"
Rush
here
as
quickly
as
possible
,
sacrifice
everything
,
desert
if
necessary
.
As
soon
as
you
have
arrived
,
wait
for
me
in
a
fiacre
near
the
little
garden
door
,
near
No
.
—
—
of
the
street
—
—
I
will
come
and
speak
to
you
:
I
shall
perhaps
be
able
to
introduce
you
into
the
garden
.
All
is
lost
,
and
I
am
afraid
there
is
no
way
out
;
count
on
me
;
you
will
find
me
staunch
and
firm
in
adversity
.
I
love
you
.
"
A
few
minutes
afterwards
,
Julien
obtained
a
furlough
from
the
colonel
,
and
left
Strasbourg
at
full
gallop
.
But
the
awful
anxiety
which
devoured
him
did
not
allow
him
to
continue
this
method
of
travel
beyond
Metz
.
He
flung
himself
into
a
post
-
chaise
,
and
arrived
with
an
almost
incredible
rapidity
at
the
indicated
spot
,
near
the
little
garden
door
of
the
Hôtel
de
la
Mole
.
The
door
opened
,
and
Mathilde
,
oblivious
of
all
human
conventions
,
rushed
into
his
arms
.
Fortunately
,
it
was
only
five
o
’
clock
in
the
morning
,
and
the
street
was
still
deserted
.
