Julien was sharply interrupted in his
physiognomical studies by thevoice of M. Julien could not breathe for astonishment .
And the man who carries this mirrorin his pack will be accused by you of being
immoral!
From a Letter to the AuthorThe Marquis sent for
him; M. Your object will be to passunobserved by anyone.
Every nowand then there was a sound of raised
voices from the next room.
What pain felt by the body alone is comparable to
this? You will arrive in the presence of a greatpersonage.
He was in aparlour hung in green velvet with broad
stripes of gold. It seemed to him that so long as he was stillspeaking, nothing was
definitely settled. Certainly they shall not reproach me with a second lapse; I
should dieof shame.
I no longer love you, Sir; my wild imagination
misled me . On the journey,however, you will dress as usual. Atlength the door
opened, his name was called.
His embarrassment was extreme, he was hearing some
strange thingssaid. He countedtwelve people seated round the green
cloth.
Every word increased Juliens fearful misery an
hundredfold.
What pain felt by the body alone is comparable to
this? My death will increase the scorn that she feels for me! Mathilde found
faultwith herself for almost everything that she had done for him.