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The Opera-Bouffe

           

           "Ihavedoubtless,"shewouldsay,"succeededindestroyinginhimtheveryfaintestideahehadofanyoneelse’srights."

           "Theairofunhappinessanddeeppassionwithwhichthepoorboydeclaredhislovetomeeightdaysagoprovesit;Imustownitwasveryextraordinaryofmetomanifestangeratwordsinwhichthereshonesomuchrespectandsomuchofpassion.AmInothisrealwife?Thosewordsofhiswerequitenatural,andImustadmit,werereallyverynice.Julienstillcontinuedtoloveme,evenafterthoseeternalconversationsinwhichIhadonlyspokentohim(cruellyenoughIadmit),aboutthoseweaknessesoflovewhichtheboredomofthelifeIleadhadinspiredmeforthoseyoungsocietymenofwhomheissojealous.Ah,ifheonlyknewwhatlittledangerIhavetofearfromthem;howwitheredandstereotypedtheyseemtomeincomparisonwithhim."

           WhileindulginginthesereflectionsMathildemadearandompencilsketchofaprofileonapageofheralbum.Oneoftheprofilesshehadjustfinishedsurprisedanddelightedher.IthadastrikingresemblancetoJulien."Itisthevoiceofheaven.That’soneofthemiraclesoflove,"shecriedecstatically;"Withoutsuspectingit,Ihavedrawnhisportrait."

           Shefledtoherroom,shutherselfupinit,andwithmuchapplicationmadestrenuousendeavourstodrawJulien’sportrait,butshewasunabletosucceed;theprofileshehadtracedatrandomstillremainedthemostlikehim.Mathildewasdelightedwithit.Shesawinitapalpableproofofthegrandpassion.

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