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"
Words
like
that
are
a
command
,
"
she
said
with
a
timid
melancholy
smile
.
"
Well
,
you
will
swear
by
the
love
you
have
for
me
,
to
make
no
attempt
either
direct
or
indirect
,
upon
your
life
.
.
.
remember
,
"
he
added
,
"
that
you
must
live
for
my
son
,
whom
Mathilde
will
hand
over
to
lackeys
as
soon
as
she
is
marquise
de
Croisenois
.
"
"
I
swear
,
"
she
answered
coldly
,
"
but
I
want
to
take
away
your
notice
of
appeal
,
drawn
and
signed
by
yourself
.
I
will
go
myself
to
M
.
the
procureur
-
general
.
"
"
Be
careful
,
you
will
compromise
yourself
.
"
"
After
having
taken
the
step
of
coming
to
see
you
in
your
prison
,
I
shall
be
a
heroine
of
local
scandal
for
Besançon
,
and
the
whole
of
Franche
-
Comté
,
"
she
said
very
dejectedly
.
"
I
have
crossed
the
bounds
of
austere
modesty
.
.
.
.
I
am
a
woman
who
has
lost
her
honour
;
it
is
true
that
it
is
for
your
sake
.
.
.
.
"
Her
tone
was
so
sad
that
Julien
embraced
her
with
a
happiness
which
was
quite
novel
to
him
.
It
was
no
longer
the
intoxication
of
love
,
it
was
extreme
gratitude
.
He
had
just
realised
for
the
first
time
the
full
extent
of
the
sacrifice
which
she
had
made
for
him
.
Some
charitable
soul
,
no
doubt
informed
M
.
de
Rênal
of
the
long
visits
which
his
wife
paid
to
Julien
’
s
prison
;
for
at
the
end
of
three
days
he
sent
her
his
carriage
with
the
express
order
to
return
to
Verrières
immediately
.
This
cruel
separation
had
been
a
bad
beginning
for
Julien
’
s
day
.
He
was
informed
two
or
three
hours
later
that
a
certain
intriguing
priest
(
who
had
,
however
,
never
managed
to
make
any
headway
among
the
Jesuits
of
Besançon
)
had
,
since
the
morning
,
established
himself
in
the
street
outside
the
prison
gates
.
It
was
raining
a
great
deal
,
and
the
man
out
there
was
pretending
to
play
the
martyr
.
Julien
was
in
a
weak
mood
,
and
this
piece
of
stupidity
annoyed
him
deeply
.
In
the
morning
,
he
had
already
refused
this
priest
’
s
visit
,
but
the
man
had
taken
it
into
his
head
to
confess
Julien
,
and
to
win
a
name
for
himself
among
the
young
women
of
Besançon
by
all
the
confidences
which
he
would
pretend
to
have
received
from
him
.
