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           Hewasdesperatelyanxioustothrowhimselfintohisfriend’sarms.Hecouldnothelpsayingtohiminthemostmanlymannerhecouldassume:

           "Iwashatedbymyfatherfromthecradle;itwasoneofmygreatmisfortunes,butIshallnolongercomplainofmyluck,Ihavefoundanotherfatherinyou,monsieur."

           "Thatisgood,thatisgood,"saidtheembarrassedabbé,thensuddenlyrememberingquiteappropriatelyaseminaryplatitude"youmustneversayluck,mychild,alwayssayprovidence."

           Thefiacrestopped.Thecoachmanliftedupthebronzeknockerofanimmensedoor.ItwastheHôteldelaMole,andtopreventthepassersbyhavinganydoubtonthesubjectthesewordscouldbereadinblackmarbleoverthedoor.

           ThisaffectationdispleasedJulien."TheyaresofrightenedoftheJacobins.TheyseeaRobespierreandhistumbrilbehindeveryhead.Theirpanicisoftengloriouslygrotesqueandtheyadvertisetheirhouselikethissothatintheeventofarisingtherabblecanrecogniseitandlootit."HecommunicatedhisthoughttotheabbéPirard.

           "Yes,poorchild,youwillsoonbemycurate.Whatadreadfulideayouhavegotintoyourhead."

           "Nothingcouldbesimpler,"saidJulien.

           Thegravityoftheporter,andaboveall,thecleannessofthecourt,struckhimwithadmiration.Itwasfinesunshine."Whatmagnificentarchitecture,"hesaidtohisfriend.ThehotelinquestionwasoneofthosebuildingsoftheFaubourgSaint-GermainwithaflatfaçadebuiltaboutthetimeofVoltaire’sdeath.Atnootherperiodhadfashionandbeautybeensofarfromoneanother.

           

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