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           MadamedeRênaltriedtowork,andfellintoadeepsleep;whenshewokeupshedidnotfrightenherselfsomuchassheoughttohave.Shewastoohappytobeabletoseeanythingwronginanything.Naiveandinnocentasshewas,thisworthyprovincialwomanhadnevertorturedhersoulinherendeavourstoextractfromitalittlesensibilitytosomenewshadeofsentimentorunhappiness.EntirelyabsorbedasshehadbeenbeforeJulien’sarrivalwiththatmassofworkwhichfallstothelotofagoodmistressofahouseholdawayfromParis,MadamedeRênalthoughtofpassioninthesamewayinwhichwethinkofalottery:acertaindeception,ahappinesssoughtafterbyfools.

           Thedinnerbellrang.MadamedeRênalblushedviolently.SheheardthevoiceofJulienwhowasbringinginthechildren.Havinggrownsomewhatadroitsinceherfallinginlove,shecomplainedofanawfulheadacheinordertoexplainherredness.

           "That’sjustlikewhatallwomenare,"answeredM.deRênalwithacoarselaugh."Thosemachineshavealwaysgotsomethingorothertobeputright."

           Althoughshewasaccustomedtothistypeofwit,MadamedeRênalwasshockedbythetoneofvoice.Inordertodistractherself,shelookedatJulien’sphysiognomy;hewouldhavepleasedheratthisparticularmoment,evenifhehadbeentheugliestmanimaginable.

           M.deRênal,whoalwaysmadeapointofcopyingthehabitsofthegentryofthecourt,establishedhimselfatVergyinthefirstfinedaysofthespring;thisisthevillagerenderedcelebratedbythetragicadventureofGabrielle.

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