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In
the
midst
of
her
keenest
transports
,
when
she
was
clasping
Julien
’
s
head
against
her
heart
,
she
would
say
to
herself
with
horror
,
"
What
!
is
this
charming
head
doomed
to
fall
?
Well
,
"
she
added
,
inflamed
by
a
not
unhappy
heroism
,
"
these
lips
of
mine
,
which
are
now
pressing
against
this
pretty
hair
,
will
be
icy
cold
less
than
twenty
-
four
hours
afterwards
.
"
Thoughts
of
the
awful
voluptuousness
of
such
heroic
moments
gripped
her
in
a
compelling
embrace
.
The
idea
of
suicide
,
absorbing
enough
in
itself
,
entered
that
haughty
soul
(
to
which
,
up
to
the
present
it
had
been
so
utterly
alien
)
,
and
soon
reigned
over
it
with
an
absolute
dominion
.
"
No
,
the
blood
of
my
ancestors
has
not
grown
tepid
in
descending
to
me
,
"
said
Mathilde
proudly
to
herself
.
"
I
have
a
favour
to
ask
of
you
,
"
said
her
lover
to
her
one
day
.
"
Put
your
child
out
to
nurse
at
Verrières
.
Madame
de
Rênal
will
look
after
the
nurse
.
"
"
Those
words
of
yours
are
very
harsh
.
"
And
Mathilde
paled
.
"
It
is
true
,
and
I
ask
your
pardon
a
thousand
times
,
"
exclaimed
Julien
,
emerging
from
his
reverie
,
and
clasping
her
in
his
arms
.
After
having
dried
his
tears
,
he
reverted
to
his
original
idea
,
but
with
greater
tact
.
He
had
given
a
twist
of
melancholy
philosophy
to
the
conversation
.
He
talked
of
that
future
of
his
which
was
so
soon
going
to
close
.
"
One
must
admit
,
dear
one
,
that
passions
are
an
accident
in
life
,
but
such
accidents
only
occur
in
superior
souls
.
.
.
.
My
son
’
s
death
would
be
in
reality
a
happiness
for
your
own
proud
family
,
and
all
the
servants
will
realize
as
much
.
Neglect
will
be
the
lot
of
that
child
of
shame
and
unhappiness
.
I
hope
that
,
at
a
time
which
I
do
not
wish
to
fix
,
but
which
nevertheless
I
am
courageous
enough
to
imagine
,
you
will
obey
my
last
advice
:
you
will
marry
the
marquis
de
Croisenois
.
"
"
What
?
Dishonoured
?
"
"
Dishonour
cannot
attach
to
a
name
such
as
yours
.
You
will
be
a
widow
,
and
the
widow
of
a
madman
—
that
is
all
.
I
will
go
further
—
my
crime
will
confer
no
dishonour
,
since
it
had
no
money
motive
.
