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"
Romantic
nonsense
,
"
he
cried
,
moving
his
wife
away
as
she
tried
to
embrace
his
knees
.
"
All
that
is
romantic
nonsense
!
Julien
,
go
and
fetch
the
doctor
at
daybreak
,
"
and
he
went
back
to
bed
.
Madame
de
Rênal
fell
on
her
knees
half
-
fainting
,
repelling
Julien
’
s
help
with
a
hysterical
gesture
.
Julien
was
astonished
.
"
So
this
is
what
adultery
is
,
"
he
said
to
himself
.
"
Is
it
possible
that
those
scoundrels
of
priests
should
be
right
,
that
they
who
commit
so
many
sins
themselves
should
have
the
privilege
of
knowing
the
true
theory
of
sin
?
How
droll
!
"
For
twenty
minutes
after
M
.
de
Rênal
had
gone
back
to
bed
,
Julien
saw
the
woman
he
loved
with
her
head
resting
on
her
son
’
s
little
bed
,
motionless
,
and
almost
unconscious
.
"
There
,
"
he
said
to
himself
,
"
is
a
woman
of
superior
temperament
brought
to
the
depths
of
unhappiness
simply
because
she
has
known
me
.
"
"
Time
moves
quickly
.
What
can
I
do
for
her
?
I
must
make
up
my
mind
.
I
have
not
got
simply
myself
to
consider
now
.
What
do
I
care
for
men
and
their
buffooneries
?
What
can
I
do
for
her
?
Leave
her
?
But
I
should
be
leaving
her
alone
and
a
prey
to
the
most
awful
grief
.
That
automaton
of
a
husband
is
more
harm
to
her
than
good
.
He
is
so
coarse
that
he
is
bound
to
speak
harshly
to
her
.
She
may
go
mad
and
throw
herself
out
of
the
window
.
"
"
If
I
leave
her
,
if
I
cease
to
watch
over
her
,
she
will
confess
everything
,
and
who
knows
,
in
spite
of
the
legacy
which
she
is
bound
to
bring
him
,
he
will
create
a
scandal
.
She
may
confess
everything
(
great
God
)
to
that
scoundrel
of
an
abbé
who
makes
the
illness
of
a
child
of
six
an
excuse
for
not
budging
from
this
house
,
and
not
without
a
purpose
either
.
In
her
grief
and
her
fear
of
God
,
she
forgets
all
she
knows
of
the
man
;
she
only
sees
the
priest
.
"
"
Go
away
,
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
suddenly
to
him
,
opening
her
eyes
.
"
I
would
give
my
life
a
thousand
times
to
know
what
could
be
of
most
use
to
you
,
"
answered
Julien
.
"
I
have
never
loved
you
so
much
,
my
dear
angel
,
or
rather
it
is
only
from
this
last
moment
that
I
begin
to
adore
you
as
you
deserve
to
be
adored
.
What
would
become
of
me
far
from
you
,
and
with
the
consciousness
that
you
are
unhappy
owing
to
what
I
have
done
?
But
don
’
t
let
my
suffering
come
into
the
matter
.
I
will
go
—
yes
,
my
love
!
But
if
I
leave
you
,
dear
;
if
I
cease
to
watch
over
you
,
to
be
incessantly
between
you
and
your
husband
,
you
will
tell
him
everything
.
You
will
ruin
yourself
.
Remember
that
he
will
hound
you
out
of
his
house
in
disgrace
.
Besançon
will
talk
of
the
scandal
.
You
will
be
said
to
be
absolutely
in
the
wrong
.
You
will
never
lift
up
your
head
again
after
that
shame
.
"
