Червоне та чорне

Conversation with a Lord and Master

           deValenodandreadingthemwithanemotiontowhichtheywerebutlittleused.

           "Ialwayscomebacktothesameidea,"saidMadamedeRênalseizingamomentwhenapauseinherhusband’sejaculationsgaveherthepossibilityofgettingheard."ItisnecessaryforJulientotravel.WhatevertalenthemayhaveforLatin,heisonlyapeasantafterall,oftencoarseandlackingintact.Thinkingtobepolite,headdressesinflatedcomplimentstomeeveryday,whichareinbadtaste.Helearnsthembyheartoutofsomenovelorother."

           "Heneverreadsone,"exclaimedM.deRênal."Iamassuredofit.DoyouthinkthatIamthemasterofahousewhoissoblindastobeignorantofwhattakesplaceinhisownhome."

           "Well,ifhedoesn’treadthesedrollcomplimentsanywhere,heinventsthem,andthat’salltheworsesofarasheisconcerned.HemusthavetalkedaboutmeinthistoneinVerrièresandperhapswithoutgoingsofar,"saidMadameRênalwiththeideaofmakingadiscovery,"hemayhavetalkedinthesamestraintoElisa,whichisalmostthesameasifhehadsaidittoM.Valenod."

           "Ah,"exclaimedM.deRênal,shakingthetableandtheroomwithoneofthemostviolentrapsevermadebyahumanfist."TheanonymousprintedletterandValenod’slettersarewrittenonthesamepaper."

           "Atlast,"thoughtMadamedeRênal.Shepretendedtobeoverwhelmedatthisdiscovery,andwithouthavingthecouragetoaddasingleword,wentandsatdownsomewayoffonthedivanatthebottomofthedrawing-room.

           Fromthispointthebattlewaswon.ShehadagreatdealoftroubleinpreventingM.

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