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The doctor, being sent for immediately on Julien's arrival, pronounced it a simple sprain, and declared that the preliminary treatment had been very skilfully applied, that the patient had now only to keep perfectly still. Two days later came La Guite from Reine, to inquire after M. de Buxieres's health.
"The carriage is in the courtyard," said he, "and Monsieur's boxes are in the hall. Where shall I put them, Madame Sejoumant?" Julien's eyes wandered from Manette to the young boy, with an expression of intense annoyance and fatigue. "Why, truly," said Manette, "as a matter of fact, there is only the room of our deceased master, where the seals have been released.
"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.
"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.
As soon as they were inside the carriage, Jeanne and her father, in spite of Julien's brutal behavior of the morning which still weighed on their minds, began to laugh at the gestures and intonations of the Brisevilles. The baron imitated the husband, and Jeanne the wife.
They rose from table and went into the drawing-room, and then outside to mix with the merrymakers. The guests soon left. They went into the house. They were surprised to see Madame Adelaide sobbing on Julien's shoulder.
The brutal way in which the priest had killed the dog, and the suspicions he had instilled into her mind about the time of Julien's and Gilberte's horrible death, had roused Jeanne's indignation against the God who could have such ministers, and she had entirely ceased to attend church.
A gleam of light shot through Julien's melancholy blue eyes. Both remained silent. The green pasture-lands, bathed in the full noonday sun, were lying before them. The grasshoppers were chirping in the bushes, and the skylarks were soaring aloft with their joyous songs. Julien was endeavoring to extract the exact meaning from the reply he had just heard.
Neither the glowing sun of June, nor the glorious development of the woods had any charm for him. In vain did the fields display their golden treasures of ripening corn; in vain did the pale barley and the silvery oats wave their luxuriant growth against the dark background of the woods; all these fairylike effects of summer suggested only prosaic and misanthropic reflections in Julien's mind.
Julien unrolled the scrap of paper with reluctant fingers. There were only a few words written there in hasty pencil: Monsieur, there is a friend of mine whom you must see. Call at number 17, Avenue de St. Paul and ask for Madame Christophor. Do not attempt to speak to me. This is for your good. Julien's fingers were upon the note to destroy it, but again Kendricks stopped him.
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