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These
provincials
have
been
shocked
by
the
rapidity
of
my
success
,
for
which
I
have
to
thank
you
,
and
believe
me
,
there
is
not
one
of
them
who
does
not
desire
my
conviction
,
though
he
would
be
quite
ready
to
cry
like
an
idiot
when
I
am
taken
to
my
death
.
"
"
They
desire
to
see
you
humiliated
.
That
is
only
too
true
,
"
answered
Mathilde
,
"
but
I
do
not
think
they
are
at
all
cruel
.
My
presence
at
Besançon
,
and
the
sight
of
my
sufferings
have
interested
all
the
women
;
your
handsome
face
will
do
the
rest
.
If
you
say
a
few
words
to
your
judges
,
the
whole
audience
will
be
on
your
side
,
etc
.
,
etc
.
"
At
nine
o
’
clock
on
the
following
day
,
when
Julien
left
his
prison
for
the
great
hall
of
the
Palais
de
Justice
,
the
gendarmes
had
much
difficulty
in
driving
away
the
immense
crowd
that
was
packed
in
the
courtyard
.
Julien
had
slept
well
.
He
was
very
calm
,
and
experienced
no
other
sentiment
except
a
sense
of
philosophic
pity
towards
that
crowd
of
jealous
creatures
who
were
going
to
applaud
his
death
sentence
,
though
without
cruelty
.
He
was
very
surprised
when
,
having
been
detained
in
the
middle
of
the
crowd
more
than
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
he
was
obliged
to
admit
that
his
presence
affected
the
public
with
a
tender
pity
.
He
did
not
hear
a
single
unpleasant
remark
.
"
These
provincials
are
less
evil
than
I
thought
,
"
he
said
to
himself
.
As
he
entered
the
courtroom
,
he
was
struck
by
the
elegance
of
the
architecture
.
It
was
real
Gothic
,
with
a
number
of
pretty
little
columns
hewn
out
of
stone
with
the
utmost
care
.
He
thought
himself
in
England
.
But
his
attention
was
soon
engrossed
by
twelve
or
fifteen
pretty
women
,
who
sat
exactly
opposite
the
prisoner
’
s
seat
and
filled
the
three
balconies
above
the
judges
and
the
jury
.
As
he
turned
round
towards
the
public
,
he
saw
that
the
circular
gallery
that
dominated
the
amphitheatre
was
filled
with
women
,
the
majority
were
young
and
seemed
very
pretty
,
their
eyes
were
shining
and
full
of
interest
.
The
crowd
was
enormous
throughout
the
rest
of
the
room
.
People
were
knocking
against
the
door
,
and
the
janitors
could
not
obtain
silence
.
When
all
the
eyes
that
were
looking
for
Julien
observed
where
he
was
,
and
saw
him
occupying
the
slightly
raised
place
which
is
reserved
for
the
prisoner
,
he
was
greeted
by
a
murmur
of
astonishment
and
tender
interest
.
You
would
have
taken
him
for
under
twenty
on
this
day
.
He
was
dressed
very
simply
,
but
with
a
perfect
grace
.
His
hair
and
his
forehead
were
charming
.
Mathilde
had
insisted
on
officiating
personally
at
his
toilette
.
Julien
’
s
pallor
was
extreme
.
Scarcely
was
he
seated
in
this
place
than
he
heard
people
say
all
over
the
room
,
"
Great
heavens
!
how
young
he
is
!
.
.
.
But
he
’
s
quite
a
child
!
.
.
.
He
is
much
better
than
his
portrait
.
"
"
Prisoner
,
"
said
the
gendarme
who
was
sitting
on
his
right
,
"
do
you
see
those
six
ladies
in
that
balcony
?
"
The
gendarme
pointed
out
a
little
gallery
that
jutted
out
over
the
amphitheatre
where
the
jury
were
placed
.
"
That
’
s
madame
,
the
prefect
’
s
wife
,
"
continued
the
gendarme
.
"
Next
to
her
,
madame
the
marquise
de
M
—
—
.
She
likes
you
well
:
I
have
heard
her
speak
to
the
judge
of
first
instance
.
Next
to
her
is
madame
Derville
.
"
"
Madame
Derville
!
"
exclaimed
Julien
,
and
a
vivid
blush
spread
over
his
forehead
.
"
When
she
leaves
here
,
"
he
thought
,
"
she
will
write
to
madame
de
Rênal
.
"
He
was
ignorant
of
madame
de
Rênal
’
s
arrival
at
Besançon
.
The
witnesses
were
quickly
heard
.
After
the
first
words
of
the
opening
of
the
prosecution
by
the
advocate
-
general
,
two
of
the
ladies
in
the
little
balcony
just
opposite
Julien
burst
into
tears
.
Julien
noticed
that
madame
Derville
did
not
break
down
at
all
.
He
remarked
,
however
,
that
she
was
very
red
.
