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On
this
particular
day
,
Mathilde
was
as
unaffectedly
tender
as
a
poor
girl
living
in
a
fifth
storey
.
But
she
failed
to
extract
from
him
any
simpler
remark
.
He
was
paying
her
back
without
knowing
it
for
all
the
torture
she
had
frequently
inflicted
on
him
.
"
The
sources
of
the
Nile
are
unknown
,
"
said
Julien
to
himself
:
"
it
has
not
been
vouchsafed
to
the
human
eye
to
see
the
king
of
rivers
as
a
simple
brook
:
similarly
,
no
human
eye
shall
see
Julien
weak
.
In
the
first
place
because
he
is
not
so
.
But
I
have
a
heart
which
it
is
easy
to
touch
.
The
most
commonplace
words
,
if
said
in
a
genuine
tone
,
can
make
my
voice
broken
and
even
cause
me
to
shed
tears
.
How
often
have
frigid
characters
not
despised
me
for
this
weakness
.
They
thought
that
I
was
asking
a
favour
:
that
is
what
I
cannot
put
up
with
.
"
It
is
said
that
when
at
the
foot
of
the
scaffold
,
Danton
was
affected
by
the
thought
of
his
wife
:
but
Danton
had
given
strength
to
a
nation
of
coxcombs
and
prevented
the
enemy
from
reaching
Paris
.
.
.
.
I
alone
know
what
I
should
have
been
able
to
do
.
.
.
.
I
represent
to
the
others
at
the
very
outside
,
simply
A
PERHAPS
.
"
If
madame
de
Rênal
had
been
here
in
my
cell
instead
of
Mathilde
,
should
I
have
been
able
to
have
answered
for
myself
?
The
extremity
of
my
despair
and
my
repentance
would
have
been
taken
for
a
craven
fear
of
death
by
the
Valenods
and
all
the
patricians
of
the
locality
.
They
are
so
proud
,
are
those
feeble
spirits
,
whom
their
pecuniary
position
puts
above
temptation
!
’
You
see
what
it
is
to
be
born
a
carpenter
’
s
son
,
’
M
.
de
Moirod
and
de
Cholin
doubtless
said
after
having
condemned
me
to
death
!
’
A
man
can
learn
to
be
learned
and
clever
,
but
the
qualities
of
the
heart
—
the
qualities
of
the
heart
cannot
be
learnt
.
’
Even
in
the
case
of
this
poor
Mathilde
,
who
is
crying
now
,
or
rather
,
who
cannot
cry
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
as
he
looked
at
her
red
eyes
.
.
.
.
And
he
clasped
her
in
his
arms
:
the
sight
of
a
genuine
grief
made
him
forget
the
sequence
of
his
logic
.
.
.
.
"
She
has
perhaps
cried
all
the
night
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
but
how
ashamed
she
will
be
of
this
memory
on
some
future
day
!
She
will
regard
herself
as
having
been
led
astray
in
her
first
youth
by
a
plebeian
’
s
low
view
of
life
.
.
.
.
Le
Croisenois
is
weak
enough
to
marry
her
,
and
upon
my
word
,
he
will
do
well
to
do
so
.
She
will
make
him
play
a
part
.
"
"
Du
droit
qu
’
un
esprit
ferme
et
vaste
en
ses
desseins
A
sur
l
’
esprit
grossier
des
vulgaires
humaines
.
"
"
Ah
!
that
’
s
really
humorous
;
since
I
have
been
doomed
to
die
,
all
the
verses
I
ever
knew
in
my
life
are
coming
back
into
my
memory
.
It
must
be
a
sign
of
demoralisation
.
"
Mathilde
kept
on
repeating
in
a
choked
voice
:
"
He
is
there
in
the
next
room
.
"
At
last
he
paid
attention
to
what
she
was
saying
.
"
Her
voice
is
weak
,
"
he
thought
,
"
but
all
the
imperiousness
of
her
character
comes
out
in
her
intonation
.
She
lowers
her
voice
in
order
to
avoid
getting
angry
.
"
