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A
little
pressure
,
thrilling
,
and
so
bland
,
And
slight
,
so
very
slight
that
to
the
mind
,
’
Twas
but
a
doubt
.
Don
Juan
,
c
.
I
.
st
,
71
.
It
was
necessary
,
however
,
to
put
in
an
appearance
at
Verrières
.
As
Julien
left
the
curé
house
he
was
fortunate
enough
to
meet
M
.
Valenod
,
whom
he
hastened
to
tell
of
the
increase
in
his
salary
.
On
returning
to
Vergy
,
Julien
waited
till
night
had
fallen
before
going
down
into
the
garden
.
His
soul
was
fatigued
by
the
great
number
of
violent
emotions
which
had
agitated
him
during
the
day
.
"
What
shall
I
say
to
them
?
"
he
reflected
anxiously
,
as
he
thought
about
the
ladies
.
He
was
far
from
realising
that
his
soul
was
just
in
a
mood
to
discuss
those
trivial
circumstances
which
usually
monopolise
all
feminine
interests
.
Julien
was
often
unintelligible
to
Madame
Derville
,
and
even
to
her
friend
,
and
he
in
his
turn
only
half
understood
all
that
they
said
to
him
.
Such
was
the
effect
of
the
force
and
,
if
I
may
venture
to
use
such
language
,
the
greatness
of
the
transports
of
passion
which
overwhelmed
the
soul
of
this
ambitious
youth
.
In
this
singular
being
it
was
storm
nearly
every
day
.
As
he
entered
the
garden
this
evening
,
Julien
was
inclined
to
take
an
interest
in
what
the
pretty
cousins
were
thinking
.
They
were
waiting
for
him
impatiently
.
He
took
his
accustomed
seat
next
to
Madame
de
Rênal
.
The
darkness
soon
became
profound
.
He
attempted
to
take
hold
of
a
white
hand
which
he
had
seen
some
time
near
him
,
as
it
leant
on
the
back
of
a
chair
.
Some
hesitation
was
shewn
,
but
eventually
the
hand
was
withdrawn
in
a
manner
which
indicated
displeasure
.
Julien
was
inclined
to
give
up
the
attempt
as
a
bad
job
,
and
to
continue
his
conversation
quite
gaily
,
when
he
heard
M
.
de
Rênal
approaching
.
The
coarse
words
he
had
uttered
in
the
morning
were
still
ringing
in
Julien
’
s
ears
.
"
Would
not
taking
possession
of
his
wife
’
s
hand
in
his
very
presence
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
be
a
good
way
of
scoring
off
that
creature
who
has
all
that
life
can
give
him
.
Yes
!
I
will
do
it
.
I
,
the
very
man
for
whom
he
has
evidenced
so
great
a
contempt
.
"
From
that
moment
the
tranquillity
which
was
so
alien
to
Julien
’
s
real
character
quickly
disappeared
.
He
was
obsessed
by
an
anxious
desire
that
Madame
de
Rênal
should
abandon
her
hand
to
him
.
