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A Procession

           TheTerrorofRobespierreruinedus,butwhenIwaseightyearsold,thatwasmyagethen,Iusedtoservemassesinprivatehouses,soyouseeIgotmymealsonmass-days.NobodycouldfoldachasublebetterthanIcould,andInevercutthefringes.Afterthere-establishmentofpublicworshipbyNapoleon,Ihadthegoodfortunetodirecteverythinginthisvenerablemetropolis.Fivetimesayeardomyeyesseeitadornedwiththesefineornaments.Butithasneverbeensoresplendent,andthedamaskbreadthshaveneverbeensowelltiedorsoclosetothepillarsastheyareto-day."

           "Soheisgoingtotellmehissecretatlast,"saidJulien."Nowheisgoingtotalkabouthimself.Heisexpanding."Butnothingimprudentwassaidbythemaninspiteofhisevidentexaltation.

           "Allthesamehehasworkedagreatdeal,"saidJulientohimself."Heishappy.Whataman!Whatanexampleforme!Hereallytakesthecake."(Thiswasavulgarphrasewhichhehadlearnedfromtheoldsurgeon).

           Asthesanctusofhighmasssounded,Julienwantedtotakeasurplicetofollowthebishopinthesuperbprocession."Andthethieves,myfriend!Andthethieves,"exclaimedtheabbéChas."Haveyouforgottenthem?Theprocessionwillgoout,butwewillwatch,willyouandI.Weshallbeveryluckyifwegetoffwiththelossofacoupleofellsofthisfinelacewhichsurroundsthebaseofthepillars.ItisagiftofMadamedeRubempré.Itcomesfromhergreat-grandfatherthefamousCount.Itismadeofrealgold,myfriend,"addedtheabbéinawhisper,andwithevidentexaltation."Andallgenuine.

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