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"
Go
,
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Julien
,
"
I
suppose
he
’
s
going
to
go
to
that
corn
shop
which
was
once
a
church
,
and
has
recently
been
restored
to
religion
,
but
what
is
he
going
to
do
there
?
That
’
s
one
of
the
mysteries
which
I
have
never
been
able
to
fathom
.
"
"
It
’
s
a
very
literary
institution
,
but
a
very
curious
one
,
"
answered
Madame
de
Rênal
.
"
Women
are
not
admitted
to
it
.
All
I
know
is
,
that
everybody
uses
the
second
person
singular
.
This
servant
,
for
instance
,
will
go
and
meet
M
.
Valenod
there
,
and
the
haughty
prig
will
not
be
a
bit
offended
at
hearing
himself
addressed
by
Saint
-
Jean
in
that
familiar
way
,
and
will
answer
him
in
the
same
way
.
If
you
are
keen
on
knowing
what
takes
place
,
I
will
ask
M
.
de
Maugiron
and
M
.
Valenod
for
details
.
We
pay
twenty
francs
for
each
servant
,
to
prevent
their
cutting
our
throats
one
fine
day
.
"
Time
flew
.
The
memory
of
his
mistress
’
s
charms
distracted
Julien
from
his
black
ambition
.
The
necessity
of
refraining
from
mentioning
gloomy
or
intellectual
topics
since
they
both
belonged
to
opposing
parties
,
added
,
without
his
suspecting
it
,
to
the
happiness
which
he
owed
her
,
and
to
the
dominion
which
she
acquired
over
him
.
On
the
occasions
when
the
presence
of
the
precocious
children
reduced
them
to
speaking
the
language
of
cold
reason
,
Julien
looking
at
her
with
eyes
sparkling
with
love
,
would
listen
with
complete
docility
to
her
explanations
of
the
world
as
it
is
.
Frequently
,
in
the
middle
of
an
account
of
some
cunning
piece
of
jobbery
,
with
reference
to
a
road
or
a
contract
,
Madame
de
Rênal
’
s
mind
would
suddenly
wander
to
the
very
point
of
delirium
.
Julien
found
it
necessary
to
scold
her
She
indulged
when
with
him
in
the
same
intimate
gestures
which
she
used
with
her
own
children
.
The
fact
was
that
there
were
days
when
she
deceived
herself
that
she
loved
him
like
her
own
child
.
Had
she
not
repeatedly
to
answer
his
naïve
questions
about
a
thousand
simple
things
that
a
well
-
born
child
of
fifteen
knows
quite
well
?
An
instant
afterwards
she
would
admire
him
like
her
master
.
His
genius
would
even
go
so
far
as
to
frighten
her
.
She
thought
she
should
see
more
clearly
every
day
the
future
great
man
in
this
young
abbé
.
She
saw
him
Pope
;
she
saw
him
first
minister
like
Richelieu
.
"
Shall
I
live
long
enough
to
see
you
in
your
glory
?
"
she
said
to
Julien
.
"
There
is
room
for
a
great
man
;
church
and
state
have
need
of
one
.
"
Do
you
not
deserve
to
be
thrown
aside
like
a
plebeian
corpse
which
has
no
soul
and
whose
blood
flows
no
longer
in
its
veins
.
Sermon
of
the
Bishop
at
the
Chapel
of
Saint
Clement
.
