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Julien's melancholy blue eyes had, unknown to himself, exerted a magnetic influence on Reine's dark, liquid orbs, and, without endeavoring to analyze the sympathy that drew her toward a nature refined and tender even to weakness, without asking herself where this unreflecting instinct might lead her, she was conscious of a growing sentiment toward him, which was not very much unlike love itself.
He heard the voice of the man who had been with Foster, giving the orders. "Listen!" There was no need for him to have spoken. Curiously enough, Madame Christophor seemed also to have recognized the voice. Her hand fell upon Julien's. He looked at her in surprise. Her cheeks were blanched, her eyes blazing. "You hear that voice?" she whispered. Julien nodded.
Her foot touched a piece of rotten wood lying in the grass; it was the last fragment of the seat on which she had so often sat with her loved ones the seat which had been put up the very day of Julien's first visit to the château. Then she went to the hall-door.
I told their parents, and what do you think they replied: 'Well, M'sieu l'curé, we didn't teach it them; we can't help it. So you see, monsieur, your maid has only done like the others " "The maid!" interrupted the baron, trembling with excitement. "The maid! What do I care about her? It's Julien's conduct which I think so abominable, and I shall certainly take my daughter away with me."
That evening she had not even observed Alba's dreaminess, Dorsenne once gone, and it required that Hafner should call her attention to it. To the scheming Baron, if the novelist was attentive to the young girl it was certainly with the object of capturing a considerable dowry. Julien's income of twenty-five thousand francs meant independence.
"Good-morning, gentlemen," said she, in a slow, drawling voice, "is it you who are making all this noise?" The sight of this tall, burly woman, whose glance betokened both audacity and cunning, increased still more Julien's embarrassment. He advanced awkwardly, raised his hat and replied, almost as if to excuse himself: "I beg pardon, Madame I am the cousin and heir of the late Claude de Buxieres.
Says Julien, with a plebeian insolence, 'I think, Sir, you had better have your carriage new painted. The chevalier looked at him with indignant contempt, and answered, 'Well, Sir, you may take it home and dye it! All the coffee-house rejoiced at Julien's confusion. We set out about nine. Dr. Johnson was curious to see one of those structures which northern antiquarians call a Druid's temple.
Moreover, a certain primitive instinct of prudence made him circumspect. In his innermost soul, he still entertained doubts of Julien's sincerity.
The kings, ministers, and peoples of the kingdoms around vie with one another in making offerings at them. The trains of those who come to scatter flowers and light lamps at them never cease. See Julien's "Methode pour dechiffrer et transcrire les Nomes Sanscrits," p. 206.
They met every day at the same table; to all appearance their intimacy was as great as ever, but, in reality, there was no mutual exchange of feeling. Julien's continued ill-humor was a source of anxiety to Claudet, who turned his brain almost inside out in endeavoring to discover its cause.
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