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The Ball

           "

           Hiseyesexpressedthefireofhisownconscience;theymettheeyesofmademoiselledelaMolewhowasclosebyhim,andtheircontempt,sofarfromchangingintopolitenessseemedtoredouble.

           Shewasdeeplyshocked;butshefoundherselfunabletoforgetJulien;shedraggedherbrotherawayandwentoffinatemper.

           "Imusttakesomepunchanddancealot,"shesaidtoherself."Iwillpickoutthebestpartnerandcutsomefigureatanyprice.Good,thereisthatcelebratedcynic,thecomtedeFervaques."Sheacceptedhisinvitation;theydanced."Thequestionis,"shethought,"whichofustwowillbethemoreimpertinent,butinordertomakeabsolutefunofhim,Imustgethimtotalk."Soonalltheothermembersofthequadrilleweredancingasamatterofformality,theydidnotwanttoloseanyofMathilde’scuttingreparte.M.deFervaquesfeltuneasyandashecouldonlyfindelegantexpressionsinsteadofideas,begantoscowl.Mathilde,whowasinabadtemperwascruel,andmadeanenemyofhim.Shedancedtilldaylightandthenwenthometerriblytired.Butwhenshewasinthecarriagethelittlevitalityshehadleft,wasstillemployedinmakinghersadandunhappy.ShehadbeendespisedbyJulienandcouldnotdespisehim.

           Julienwasatthezenithofhishappiness.Hewasenchantedwithouthisknowingitbythemusic,theflowers,theprettywomen,thegeneralelegance,andaboveallbyhisownimaginationwhichdreamtofdistinctionsforhimselfandoflibertyforall.

           "Whatafineball,"hesaidtothecomte."Nothingislacking.

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