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Night Thoughts

           AstheresultofthinkingofthevictoriesofNapoleon,hehadseenanewelementinhisownvictory."Yes,"hesaidtohimself,"Ihavewonabattle.Imustexploitit.Imustcrushtheprideofthatproudgentlemanwhileheisinretreat.ThatwouldberealNapoleon.Imustaskhimforthreedays’holidaytogoandseemyfriendFouqué.IfherefusesmeIwillthreatentogivehimnotice,buthewillyieldthepoint."

           MadamedeRênalcouldnotsleepawink.Itseemedasthough,untilthismoment,shehadneverlived.ShewasunabletodistractherthoughtsfromthehappinessoffeelingJuliancoverherhandwithhisburningkisses.

           Suddenlytheawfulwordadulterycameintohermind.Alltheloathesomenesswithwhichthevilestdebaucherycaninvestsensuallovepresenteditselftoherimagination.TheseideasessayedtopollutethedivinelytenderimagewhichshewasfashioningofJulien,andofthehappinessoflovinghim.Thefuturebegantobepaintedinterriblecolours.Shebegantoregardherselfascontemptible.

           Thatmomentwasawful.Hersoulwasarrivinginunknowncountries.Duringtheeveningshehadtastedanovelhappiness.Nowshefoundherselfsuddenlyplungedinanatrociousunhappiness.Shehadneverhadanyideaofsuchsufferings;theytroubledherreason.ShethoughtforamomentofconfessingtoherhusbandthatshewasapprehensiveoflovingJulien.Itwouldbeanopportunityofspeakingofhim.Fortunatelyhermemorythrewupamaximwhichheraunthadoncegivenherontheeveofhermarriage.

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