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He
clasped
her
in
his
arms
;
he
was
mad
.
She
gave
a
little
cry
.
"
It
is
nothing
,
"
she
said
to
him
.
"
You
hurt
me
.
"
"
Your
shoulder
,
"
exclaimed
Julien
,
bursting
into
tears
.
He
drew
back
a
little
,
and
covered
her
hands
with
kisses
of
fire
.
"
Who
could
have
prophesied
this
,
dear
,
the
last
time
I
saw
you
in
your
room
at
Verrières
?
"
"
Who
could
have
prophesied
then
that
I
should
write
that
infamous
letter
to
M
.
de
la
Mole
?
"
"
Know
that
I
have
always
loved
you
,
and
that
I
have
never
loved
anyone
but
you
.
"
"
Is
it
possible
?
"
cried
Madame
de
Rênal
,
who
was
delighted
in
her
turn
.
She
leant
on
Julien
,
who
was
on
his
knees
,
and
they
cried
silently
for
a
long
time
.
Julien
had
never
experienced
moments
like
this
at
any
period
of
his
whole
life
.
"
And
how
about
that
young
madame
Michelet
?
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
,
a
long
time
afterwards
when
they
were
able
to
speak
.
"
Or
rather
,
that
mademoiselle
de
la
Mole
?
for
I
am
really
beginning
to
believe
in
that
strange
romance
.
"
"
It
is
only
superficially
true
,
"
answered
Julien
.
"
She
is
my
wife
,
but
she
is
not
my
mistress
.
"
