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Finally
,
when
the
last
stroke
of
ten
was
still
reverberating
,
he
stretched
out
his
hand
and
took
Madame
de
Rênal
’
s
,
who
immediately
withdrew
it
.
Julien
,
scarcely
knowing
what
he
was
doing
,
seized
it
again
.
In
spite
of
his
own
excitement
,
he
could
not
help
being
struck
by
the
icy
coldness
of
the
hand
which
he
was
taking
;
he
pressed
it
convulsively
;
a
last
effort
was
made
to
take
it
away
,
but
in
the
end
the
hand
remained
in
his
.
His
soul
was
inundated
with
happiness
,
not
that
he
loved
Madame
de
Rênal
,
but
an
awful
torture
had
just
ended
.
He
thought
it
necessary
to
say
something
,
to
avoid
Madame
Derville
noticing
anything
.
His
voice
was
now
strong
and
ringing
.
Madame
de
Rênal
’
s
,
on
the
contrary
,
betrayed
so
much
emotion
that
her
friend
thought
she
was
ill
,
and
suggested
her
going
in
.
Julien
scented
danger
,
"
if
Madame
de
Rênal
goes
back
to
the
salon
,
I
shall
relapse
into
the
awful
state
in
which
I
have
been
all
day
.
I
have
held
the
hand
far
too
short
a
time
for
it
really
to
count
as
the
scoring
of
an
actual
advantage
.
"
At
the
moment
when
Madame
Derville
was
repeating
her
suggestion
to
go
back
to
the
salon
,
Julien
squeezed
vigorously
the
hand
that
was
abandoned
to
him
.
Madame
de
Rênal
,
who
had
started
to
get
up
,
sat
down
again
and
said
in
a
faint
voice
,
"
I
feel
a
little
ill
,
as
a
matter
of
fact
,
but
the
open
air
is
doing
me
good
.
"
These
words
confirmed
Julien
’
s
happiness
,
which
at
the
present
moment
was
extreme
;
he
spoke
,
he
forgot
to
pose
,
and
appeared
the
most
charming
man
in
the
world
to
the
two
friends
who
were
listening
to
him
.
Nevertheless
,
there
was
a
slight
lack
of
courage
in
all
this
eloquence
which
had
suddenly
come
upon
him
.
He
was
mortally
afraid
that
Madame
Derville
would
get
tired
of
the
wind
before
the
storm
,
which
was
beginning
to
rise
,
and
want
to
go
back
alone
into
the
salon
.
He
would
then
have
remained
tête
-
à
-
tête
with
Madame
de
Rênal
.
He
had
had
,
almost
by
accident
that
blind
courage
which
is
sufficient
for
action
;
but
he
felt
that
it
was
out
of
his
power
to
speak
the
simplest
word
to
Madame
de
Rênal
.
He
was
certain
that
,
however
slight
her
reproaches
might
be
,
he
would
nevertheless
be
worsted
,
and
that
the
advantage
he
had
just
won
would
be
destroyed
.
Luckily
for
him
on
this
evening
,
his
moving
and
emphatic
speeches
found
favour
with
Madame
Derville
,
who
very
often
found
him
as
clumsy
as
a
child
and
not
at
all
amusing
.
As
for
Madame
de
Rênal
,
with
her
hand
in
Julien
’
s
,
she
did
not
have
a
thought
;
she
simply
allowed
herself
to
go
on
living
.
The
hours
spent
under
this
great
pine
tree
,
planted
by
Charles
the
Bold
according
to
the
local
tradition
,
were
a
real
period
of
happiness
.
She
listened
with
delight
to
the
soughing
of
the
wind
in
the
thick
foliage
of
the
pine
tree
and
to
the
noise
of
some
stray
drops
which
were
beginning
to
fall
upon
the
leaves
which
were
lowest
down
.
Julien
failed
to
notice
one
circumstance
which
,
if
he
had
,
would
have
quickly
reassured
him
;
Madame
de
Rênal
,
who
had
been
obliged
to
take
away
her
hand
,
because
she
had
got
up
to
help
her
cousin
to
pick
up
a
flower
-
pot
which
the
wind
had
knocked
over
at
her
feet
,
had
scarcely
sat
down
again
before
she
gave
him
her
hand
with
scarcely
any
difficulty
and
as
though
it
had
already
been
a
pre
-
arranged
thing
between
them
.
