Червоне та чорне

A Procession

           

           Hisreveriewasalmostbrokenbythesightoftwowell-dressedwomen,oneintheConfessional,andtheotheronachairquitenearher.Helookedwithoutseeing,butnoticed,however,eitherbyreasonofsomevagueappreciationofhisdutiesoradmirationforthearistocraticbutsimpledressoftheladies,thattherewasnopriestintheConfessional.

           "Itissingular,"hethought,"thatifthesefairladiesaredevout,theyarenotkneelingbeforesomealtar,orthatiftheyareinsocietytheyhavenotanadvantageouspositioninthefirstrowofsomebalcony.Howwellcutthatdressis!Howgraceful!"

           Heslackenedhispacetotryandlookatthem.TheladywhowaskneelingintheConfessionalturnedherheadalittlehearingthenoiseofJulien’sstepinthissolemnplace.Suddenlyshegavealoudcry,andfeltill.

           Astheladycollapsedandfellbackwardsonherknees,herfriendwhowasnearherhastenedtohelpher.AtthesametimeJuliensawtheshouldersoftheladywhowasfallingbackwards.Hiseyeswerestruckbyatwistednecklaceoffine,bigpearls,whichheknewwell.WhatwerehisemotionswhenherecognisedthehairofMadamedeRênal?Itwasshe!TheladywhowastryingtopreventherfromfallingwasMadameDerville.Julienwasbesidehimselfandhastenedtotheirside.MadamedeRênal’sfallwouldperhapshavecarriedherfriendalongwithher,ifJulienhadnotsupportedthem.HesawtheheadofMadamedeRênal,paleandentirelydevoidofconsciousnessfloatingonhisshoulder.HehelpedMadameDervilletoleanthatcharmingheadupagainstastrawchair.Hekneltdown.

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