Красное и черное

The Seminary

           Aphilosopherwouldhavesaid,possiblywrongly,"Itisaviolentimpressionmadebyuglinessonasoulintendedbynaturetolovethebeautiful."

           Themanwhowaswritinglifteduphishead.Julienonlyperceiveditafteramomenthadpassed,andevenafterseeingit,hestillremainedmotionless,asthoughstruckdeadbytheterriblelookofwhichhewasthevictim.Julien’stroubledeyesjustmanagedtomakeoutalongface,allcoveredwithredblotchesexcepttheforehead,whichmanifestedamortalpallor.Twolittleblackeyes,calculatedtoterrifythemostcourageous,shonebetweentheseredcheeksandthatwhiteforehead.Thevastareaofhisforeheadwasboundedbythick,flat,jetblackhair.

           "Willyoucomenear,yesorno?"saidthemanatlast,impatiently.

           Julienadvancedwithanuneasystep,andatlast,palerthanhehadeverbeeninhislifeandonthepointoffalling,stoppedthreepacesfromthelittlewhitewoodentablewhichwascoveredwiththesquaresofpaper.

           "Nearer,"saidtheman.

           Julienadvancedstillfurther,holdingouthishand,asthoughtryingtoleanonsomething.

           "Yourname?"

           "JulienSorel."

           "Youarecertainlyverylate,"saidthemantohim,asherivettedagainonhimthatterriblegaze.

           Juliencouldnotendurethislook.Holdingouthishandasthoughtosupporthimself,hefellallhislengthalongthefloor.

           Themanrang.Julienhadonlylosttheuseofhiseyesandthepowerofmovement.Heheardstepsapproaching.

           Hewasliftedupandplacedonthelittlearmchairofwhitewood.

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