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Fouqué
arrived
.
The
good
,
simple
man
,
was
distracted
by
grief
.
His
one
idea
,
so
far
as
he
had
any
at
all
,
was
to
sell
all
he
possessed
in
order
to
bribe
the
gaoler
and
secure
Julien
’
s
escape
.
He
talked
to
him
at
length
of
M
.
de
Lavalette
’
s
escape
.
"
You
pain
me
,
"
Julien
said
to
him
.
"
M
.
de
Lavalette
was
innocent
—
I
am
guilty
.
Though
you
did
not
mean
to
,
you
made
me
think
of
the
difference
.
.
.
.
"
"
But
is
it
true
?
What
?
were
you
going
to
sell
all
you
possessed
?
"
said
Julien
,
suddenly
becoming
mistrustful
and
observant
.
Fouqué
was
delighted
at
seeing
his
friend
answer
his
obsessing
idea
,
and
detailed
at
length
,
and
within
a
hundred
francs
,
what
he
would
get
for
each
of
his
properties
.
"
What
a
sublime
effort
for
a
small
country
land
-
owner
,
"
thought
Julien
.
"
He
is
ready
to
sacrifice
for
me
the
fruits
of
all
the
economies
,
and
all
the
little
semi
-
swindling
tricks
which
I
used
to
be
ashamed
of
when
I
saw
him
practice
them
.
"
"
None
of
the
handsome
young
people
whom
I
saw
in
the
Hôtel
de
la
Mole
,
and
who
read
René
,
would
have
any
of
his
ridiculous
weaknesses
:
but
,
except
those
who
are
very
young
and
who
have
also
inherited
riches
and
are
ignorant
of
the
value
of
money
,
which
of
all
those
handsome
Parisians
would
be
capable
of
such
a
sacrifice
?
"
All
Fouqué
’
s
mistakes
in
French
and
all
his
common
gestures
seemed
to
disappear
.
He
threw
himself
into
his
arms
.
Never
have
the
provinces
in
comparison
with
Paris
received
so
fine
a
tribute
.
Fouqué
was
so
delighted
with
the
momentary
enthusiasm
which
he
read
in
his
friend
’
s
eyes
that
he
took
it
for
consent
to
the
flight
.
This
view
of
the
sublime
recalled
to
Julien
all
the
strength
that
the
apparition
of
M
.
Chélan
had
made
him
lose
.
He
was
still
very
young
;
but
in
my
view
he
was
a
fine
specimen
.
Instead
of
his
character
passing
from
tenderness
to
cunning
,
as
is
the
case
with
the
majority
of
men
,
age
would
have
given
him
that
kindness
of
heart
which
is
easily
melted
.
.
.
but
what
avail
these
vain
prophecies
.
The
interrogations
became
more
frequent
in
spite
of
all
the
efforts
of
Julien
,
who
always
endeavoured
by
his
answers
to
shorten
the
whole
matter
.
"
I
killed
,
or
at
any
rate
,
I
wished
to
occasion
death
,
and
I
did
so
with
premeditation
,
"
he
would
repeat
every
day
.
But
the
judge
was
a
pedant
above
everything
.
Julien
’
s
confessions
had
no
effect
in
curtailing
the
interrogations
.
The
judge
’
s
conceit
was
wounded
.
Julien
did
not
know
that
they
had
wanted
to
transfer
him
into
an
awful
cell
,
and
that
it
was
only
,
thanks
to
Fouqué
’
s
efforts
,
that
he
was
allowed
to
keep
his
pretty
room
at
the
top
of
a
hundred
and
eighty
steps
.
