Червоне та чорне

The Sorrows of an Official

           

           "But,"Julienwouldanswerhismistress’scoldprotestations,"GreatHeavens!Howcanyouexpectmetobelieveyou?YouwouldshowonehundredtimesmoresincereaffectiontoMadameDervilletoamereacquaintance."

           MadamedeRênalwaspetrified,andatalossforananswer.

           "Itisimpossibletobemoreunhappy.IhopeIamgoingtodie.Ifeelmyheartturntoice."

           Thosewerethelongestanswerswhichhecouldobtain.

           WhentheapproachofdayrendereditnecessaryforhimtoleaveMadamedeRênal,hertearscompletelyceased.Shesawhimtieaknottedropetothewindowwithoutsayingaword,andwithoutreturningherkisses.ItwasinvainthatJuliensaidtoher.

           "Sonowwehavereachedthestateofaffairswhichyouwishedforsomuch.Henceforwardyouwilllivewithoutremorse.Theslightestindispositionofyourchildrenwillnolongermakeyouseetheminthetomb."

           "IamsorrythatyoucannotkissStanislas,"shesaidcoldly.

           Julienfinishedbybeingprofoundlyimpressedbythecoldembracesofthislivingcorpse.Hecouldthinkofnothingelseforseveralleagues.Hissoulwasoverwhelmed,andbeforepassingthemountain,andwhilehecouldstillseethechurchtowerofVerrièresheturnedroundfrequently.

           

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