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Exit Julien

           LetusnotgivetheMaslons,theValenods,andthethousandotherpeoplewhoareworthmorethanthey,anythingtolaughabout."

           Juliencametofindthebadairofthecellunbearable.Fortunately,naturewasrejoicinginafinesunshineonthedaywhentheyannouncedtohimthathewouldhavetodie,andhewasinacourageousvein.Hefoundwalkingintheopenairasdeliciousasensationasthenavigator,whohasbeenatseaforalongtime,findswalkingontheground."Comeon,everythingisgoingallright,"hesaidtohimself."Iamnotlackingincourage."

           Hisheadhadneverlookedsopoeticalasatthatmomentwhenitwasonthepointoffalling.ThesweetminuteswhichhehadformerlyspentinthewoodsofVergycrowdedbackuponhismindwithextremeforce.

           Everythingwentoffsimply,decorously,andwithoutanyaffectationonhispart.

           TwodaysbeforehehadsaidtoFouqué:"Icannotguaranteenottoshowsomeemotion.Thisdense,squalidcellgivesmefitsoffeverinwhichIdonotrecognisemyself,butfear?no!Ishallnotbeseentoflinch."

           HehadmadehisarrangementsinadvanceforFouquétotakeMathildeandmadamedeRênalawayonthemorningofhislastday.

           "Drivethemawayinthesamecarriage,"hehadsaid."Doyouseethatthepost-horsesdonotleaveoffgalloping.Theywilleitherfallintoeachother’sarms,ormanifesttowardseachotheramortalhatred.Ineithercasethepoorwomenwillhavesomethingtodistractthemalittlefromtheirawfulgrief."

           JulienhadmademadamedeRênalswearthatshewouldlivetolookafterMathilde’sson.

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