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A Plot

           AndshallI,whohavebeenflungdownintothelowestclassbyacruelprovidenceI,whomprovidencehasgivenanobleheartbutnotanincomeofathousandfrancs,thatistosay,notenoughtobuybreadwith,literallynotenoughtobuybreadwithshallIrefuseapleasurethatpresentsitself?AlimpidfountainwhichwillquenchmythirstinthisscorchingdesertofmediocritywhichIamtraversingwithsuchdifficulty!Uponmyword,Iamnotsuchafool!Eachmanforhimselfinthatdesertofegoismwhichiscalledlife."

           AndherememberedcertaindisdainfullookswhichmadamedelaMole,andespeciallyherladyfriends,hadfavouredhimwith.

           ThepleasureofscoringoverthemarquisdeCroisenoiscompletedtheroutofthisechoofvirtue.

           "HowIshouldliketomakehimangry,"saidJulien."WithwhatconfidencewouldIgivehimaswordthrustnow!"Andhewentthroughthesegoonthrust."UptillnowIhavebeenamereusher,whoexploitedbaselythelittlecouragehehad.AfterthisletterIamhisequal.

           "Yes,"heslowlysaidtohimself,withaninfinitepleasure,"themeritsofthemarquisandmyselfhavebeenweighedinthebalance,anditisthepoorcarpenterfromtheJurawhoturnsthescale.

           "Good!"heexclaimed,"thisishowIshallsignmyanswer.Don’timagine,mademoiselledelaMole,thatIamforgettingmyplace.Iwillmakeyourealiseandfullyappreciatethatitisforacarpenter’ssonthatyouarebetrayingadescendantofthefamousGuydeCroisenoiswhofollowedSt.LouistotheCrusade."

           Julienwasunabletocontrolhisjoy.Hewasobligedtogodownintothegarden.

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