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The Office of Virtue

           Idon’tmindtellingyou,formyownpart,thatIhavefailed.NowthatIamnomorepiquedIreasonitouttomyselfinthisway;sheisoftenbadtempered,andasIwilltellyouinaminute,sheisquitevindictive.

           "Ifailtodetectinherthatbilioustemperamentwhichisthesignofgenius,andshowsasitwereaveneerofpassionoverallitsactions.Onthecontrary,sheowesherrarebeautyandherfreshcomplexiontothephlegmatic,tranquilcharacteroftheDutch."

           JulienbegantolosepatiencewiththephlegmaticslownessoftheimperturbableSpaniard;hecouldnothelpgivingventtosomemonosyllablesfromtimetotime.

           "Willyoulistentome?"DonDiegoBustosgravelysaidtohim.

           "Forgivethefuriafranchese;Iamallears,"saidJulien.

           "ThemaréchaledeFervaquesthenisagreathater;shepersecutesruthlesslypeopleshehasneverseenadvocates,poordevilsofmenofletterswhohavecomposedsongslikeCollé,youknow?

           "J’ailamarotte

           D’aimerMarote,etc."

           AndJulienhadtoputupwiththewholequotation.

           TheSpaniardwasverypleasedtogetachanceofsinginginFrench.

           Thatdivinesongwasneverlistenedtomoreimpatiently.WhenitwasfinishedDonDiegosaid"Themaréchaleprocuredthedismissaloftheauthorofthesong:

           "Unjourl’amouraucabaret."

           Julienshudderedlestheshouldwanttosingit.Hecontentedhimselfwithanalysingit.Asamatteroffact,itwasblasphemousandsomewhatindecent.

           "Whenthemaréchalebecomeenragedagainstthatsong,"saidDonDiego,"Iremarkedtoherthatawomanofherrankoughtnottoreadallthestupidthingsthatarepublished.

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