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"
I
will
obey
you
,
"
he
said
,
falling
at
her
feet
.
"
I
will
obey
you
in
whatever
you
order
me
.
That
is
all
there
is
left
for
me
to
do
.
My
mind
is
struck
with
blindness
.
I
do
not
see
any
course
to
take
.
If
I
leave
you
you
will
tell
your
husband
everything
.
You
will
ruin
yourself
and
him
as
well
.
He
will
never
be
nominated
deputy
after
incurring
such
ridicule
.
If
I
stay
,
you
will
think
I
am
the
cause
of
your
son
’
s
death
,
and
you
will
die
of
grief
.
Do
you
wish
to
try
the
effect
of
my
departure
.
If
you
wish
,
I
will
punish
myself
for
our
sin
by
leaving
you
for
eight
days
.
I
will
pass
them
in
any
retreat
you
like
.
In
the
abbey
of
Bray
-
le
-
Haut
,
for
instance
.
But
swear
that
you
will
say
nothing
to
your
husband
during
my
absence
.
Remember
that
if
you
speak
I
shall
never
be
able
to
come
back
.
"
She
promised
and
he
left
,
but
was
called
back
at
the
end
of
two
days
.
"
It
is
impossible
for
me
to
keep
my
oath
without
you
.
I
shall
speak
to
my
husband
if
you
are
not
constantly
there
to
enjoin
me
to
silence
by
your
looks
.
Every
hour
of
this
abominable
life
seems
to
last
a
day
.
"
Finally
heaven
had
pity
on
this
unfortunate
mother
.
Little
by
little
Stanislas
got
out
of
danger
.
But
the
ice
was
broken
.
Her
reason
had
realised
the
extent
of
her
sin
.
She
could
not
recover
her
equilibrium
again
.
Her
pangs
of
remorse
remained
,
and
were
what
they
ought
to
have
been
in
so
sincere
a
heart
.
Her
life
was
heaven
and
hell
:
hell
when
she
did
not
see
Julien
;
heaven
when
she
was
at
his
feet
.
"
I
do
not
deceive
myself
any
more
,
"
she
would
say
to
him
,
even
during
the
moments
when
she
dared
to
surrender
herself
to
his
full
love
.
"
I
am
damned
,
irrevocably
damned
.
You
are
young
,
heaven
may
forgive
you
,
but
I
,
I
am
damned
.
I
know
it
by
a
certain
sign
.
I
am
afraid
,
who
would
not
be
afraid
at
the
sight
of
hell
?
but
at
the
bottom
of
my
heart
I
do
not
repent
at
all
.
I
would
commit
my
sin
over
again
if
I
had
the
opportunity
.
If
heaven
will
only
forbear
to
punish
me
in
this
world
and
through
my
children
,
I
shall
have
more
than
I
deserve
.
But
you
,
at
any
rate
,
my
Julien
,
"
she
would
cry
at
other
moments
,
"
are
you
happy
?
Do
you
think
I
love
you
enough
?
"
The
suspiciousness
and
morbid
pride
of
Julien
,
who
needed
,
above
all
,
a
self
-
sacrificing
love
,
altogether
vanished
when
he
saw
at
every
hour
of
the
day
so
great
and
indisputable
a
sacrifice
.
He
adored
Madame
de
Rênal
.
"
It
makes
no
difference
her
being
noble
,
and
my
being
a
labourer
’
s
son
.
She
loves
me
.
.
.
.
she
does
not
regard
me
as
a
valet
charged
with
the
functions
of
a
lover
.
"
That
fear
once
dismissed
,
Julien
fell
into
all
the
madness
of
love
,
into
all
its
deadly
uncertainties
.
"
At
any
rate
,
"
she
would
cry
,
seeing
his
doubts
of
her
love
,
"
let
me
feel
quite
happy
during
the
three
days
we
still
have
together
.
Let
us
make
haste
;
perhaps
to
-
morrow
will
be
too
late
.
If
heaven
strikes
me
through
my
children
,
it
will
be
in
vain
that
I
shall
try
only
to
live
to
love
you
,
and
to
be
blind
to
the
fact
that
it
is
my
crime
which
has
killed
them
.
I
could
not
survive
that
blow
.
Even
if
I
wished
I
could
not
;
I
should
go
mad
.
"
"
Ah
,
if
only
I
could
take
your
sin
on
myself
as
you
so
generously
offered
to
take
Stanislas
’
burning
fever
!
"
