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"
You
are
leaving
us
,
you
are
going
?
"
Julien
answered
with
a
sigh
.
"
I
absolutely
must
leave
,
for
I
love
you
passionately
.
It
is
wrong
.
.
.
how
wrong
indeed
for
a
young
priest
?
"
Madame
de
Rênal
leant
upon
his
arm
,
and
with
so
much
abandon
that
her
cheek
felt
the
warmth
of
Julien
’
s
.
The
nights
of
these
two
persons
were
quite
different
.
Madame
de
Rênal
was
exalted
by
the
ecstacies
of
the
highest
moral
pleasure
.
A
coquettish
young
girl
,
who
loves
early
in
life
,
gets
habituated
to
the
trouble
of
love
,
and
when
she
reaches
the
age
of
real
passion
,
finds
the
charm
of
novelty
lacking
.
As
Madame
de
Rênal
had
never
read
any
novels
,
all
the
refinements
of
her
happiness
were
new
to
her
.
No
mournful
truth
came
to
chill
her
,
not
even
the
spectre
of
the
future
.
She
imagined
herself
as
happy
in
ten
years
’
time
as
she
was
at
the
present
moment
.
Even
the
idea
of
virtue
and
of
her
sworn
fidelity
to
M
.
de
Rênal
,
which
had
agitated
her
some
days
past
,
now
presented
itself
in
vain
,
and
was
sent
about
its
business
like
an
importunate
visitor
.
"
I
will
never
grant
anything
to
Julien
,
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
;
"
we
will
live
in
the
future
like
we
have
been
living
for
the
last
month
.
He
shall
be
a
friend
.
"
Fouqué
’
s
offer
had
,
as
a
matter
of
fact
,
taken
away
all
Julien
’
s
happiness
;
he
could
not
make
up
his
mind
to
any
definite
course
.
"
Alas
!
perhaps
I
am
lacking
in
character
.
I
should
have
been
a
bad
soldier
of
Napoleon
.
At
least
,
"
he
added
,
"
my
little
intrigue
with
the
mistress
of
the
house
will
distract
me
a
little
.
"
Happily
for
him
,
even
in
this
little
subordinate
incident
,
his
inner
emotions
quite
failed
to
correspond
with
his
flippant
words
.
He
was
frightened
of
Madame
de
Rênal
because
of
her
pretty
dress
.
In
his
eyes
,
that
dress
was
a
vanguard
of
Paris
.
His
pride
refused
to
leave
anything
to
chance
and
the
inspiration
of
the
moment
.
He
made
himself
a
very
minute
plan
of
campaign
,
moulded
on
the
confidences
of
Fouqué
,
and
a
little
that
he
had
read
about
love
in
the
Bible
.
As
he
was
very
nervous
,
though
he
did
not
admit
it
to
himself
,
he
wrote
down
this
plan
.
Madame
de
Rênal
was
alone
with
him
for
a
moment
in
the
drawing
-
room
on
the
following
morning
.
"
Have
you
no
other
name
except
Julien
,
"
she
said
.
Our
hero
was
at
a
loss
to
answer
so
nattering
a
question
.
This
circumstance
had
not
been
anticipated
in
his
plan
.
If
he
had
not
been
stupid
enough
to
have
made
a
plan
,
Julien
’
s
quick
wit
would
have
served
him
well
,
and
the
surprise
would
only
have
intensified
the
quickness
of
his
perception
.
He
was
clumsy
,
and
exaggerated
his
clumsiness
,
Madame
de
Rênal
quickly
forgave
him
.
She
attributed
it
to
a
charming
frankness
.
And
an
air
of
frankness
was
the
very
thing
which
in
her
view
was
just
lacking
in
this
man
who
was
acknowledged
to
have
so
much
genius
.
