A Journey

           

           Atfiveo’clockthefollowingday,beforeMadamedeRênalwasvisible,Julienobtainedathreedays’holidayfromherhusband.ContrarytohisexpectationJulienfoundhimselfdesirousofseeingheragain.Hekeptthinkingofthatprettyhandofhers.Hewentdownintothegarden,butMadamedeRênalkepthimwaitingforalongtime.ButifJulienhadlovedher,hewouldhaveseenherforeheadgluedtothepanebehindthehalf-closedblindsonthefirstfloor.Shewaslookingathim.Finally,inspiteofherresolutions,shedecidedtogointothegarden.Herhabitualpallorhadbeensucceededbymorelivelyhues.Thiswoman,simpleasshewas,wasmanifestlyagitated;asentimentofconstraint,andevenofanger,alteredthatexpressionofprofoundserenitywhichseemed,asitwere,tobeaboveallthevulgarinterestsoflifeandgavesomuchcharmtothatdivineface.

           Julienapproachedherwitheagerness,admiringthosebeautifularmswhichwerejustvisiblethroughahastilydonnedshawl.Thefreshnessofthemorningairseemedtoaccentuatestillmorethebrillianceofhercomplexionwhichtheagitationofthepastnightrenderedallthemoresusceptibletoallimpressions.Thisdemureandpatheticbeauty,whichwas,atthesametime,fullofthoughtswhichareneverfoundintheinferiorclasses,seemedtorevealtoJulienafacultyinhisownsoulwhichhehadneverbeforerealised.Engrossedinhisadmirationofthecharmsonwhichhisgreedygazewasriveted,Julientookforgrantedthefriendlywelcomewhichhewasexpectingtoreceive.

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 97 з 702