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"
What
,
did
Julien
tell
you
that
?
"
"
Not
exactly
,
he
always
talked
of
the
vocation
which
calls
him
to
the
holy
ministry
,
but
believe
me
,
the
first
vocation
for
those
lower
-
class
people
is
getting
their
bread
and
butter
.
He
gave
me
to
understand
that
he
was
quite
aware
of
her
secret
visits
.
"
"
And
I
—
I
was
ignorant
,
"
exclaimed
M
.
de
Rênal
,
growing
as
angry
as
before
and
accentuating
his
words
.
"
Things
take
place
in
my
house
which
I
know
nothing
about
.
.
.
.
What
!
has
there
been
anything
between
Elisa
and
Valenod
?
"
"
Oh
,
that
’
s
old
history
,
my
dear
,
"
said
Madame
de
Rênal
with
a
smile
,
"
and
perhaps
no
harm
has
come
of
it
.
It
was
at
the
time
when
your
good
friend
Valenod
would
not
have
minded
their
thinking
at
Verrières
that
a
perfectly
platonic
little
affection
was
growing
up
between
him
and
me
.
"
"
I
had
that
idea
once
myself
,
"
exclaimed
M
.
de
Rênal
,
furiously
striking
his
head
as
he
progressed
from
discovery
to
discovery
,
"
and
you
told
me
nothing
about
it
.
"
"
Should
one
set
two
friends
by
the
ears
on
account
of
a
little
fit
of
vanity
on
the
part
of
our
dear
director
?
What
society
woman
has
not
had
addressed
to
her
a
few
letters
which
were
both
extremely
witty
and
even
a
little
gallant
?
"
"
He
has
written
to
you
?
"
"
He
writes
a
great
deal
.
"
"
Show
me
those
letters
at
once
,
I
order
you
,
"
and
M
.
de
Rênal
pulled
himself
up
to
his
six
feet
.
"
I
will
do
nothing
of
the
kind
,
"
he
was
answered
with
a
sweetness
verging
on
indifference
.
"
I
will
show
you
them
one
day
when
you
are
in
a
better
frame
of
mind
.
"
