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The Secret Note

           

           Julien’sattentionwaspartlydistractedbythealmostimmediatearrivalofaverydifferentkindofperson.Itwasatallverythinmanwhoworethreeorfourwaistcoats.Hiseyewascaressing,hisdemeanourpolite.

           "HelooksexactlyliketheoldbishopofBesançon,"thoughtJulien.Thismanevidentlybelongedtothechurch,wasapparentlynotmorethanfiftytofifty-fiveyearsofage,andnoonecouldhavelookedmorepaternalthanhedid.

           TheyoungbishopofAgdeappeared.Helookedveryastonishedwhen,inmakingascrutinyofthosepresent,hisgazefelluponJulien.HehadnotspokentohimsincetheceremonyofBray-le-Haut.HislookofsurpriseembarrassedandirritatedJulien."What!"hesaidtohimself,"willknowingamanalwaysturnoutunfortunateforme?Idon’tfeeltheleastbitintimidatedbyallthosegreatlordswhomIhaveneverseen,butthelookofthatyoungbishopfreezesme.ImustadmitthatIamaverystrangeandveryunhappyperson."

           Anextremelyswarthylittlemanenterednoisilysoonafterwardsandstartedtalkingassoonashereachedthedoor.Hehadayellowcomplexionandlookedalittlemad.Assoonasthisruthlesstalkerarrived,theothersformedthemselvesintoknotswiththeapparentobjectofavoidingthebotheroflisteningtohim.

           AstheywentawayfromthemantelpiecetheycamenearthelowerendofthetablewhereJulienwasplaced

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