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From: Willy Dawson
Subject: [Javaweb-submit] arbitrarily Senator
Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2006 15:35:19 -0500

Hisunspoken retort was always: What monsters! Here I am with a salary of fifty francs a month; M.
You must admitthat gentlemen are very hard. The sudden entry of this man was the last straw to Julien. You forget the political pamphlets, added M.
Juliens eye followedmechanically the bird of prey.
An adjoining field, plantedwith apple trees, allowed the family to take the air.
No pleasure isleft, save in reading and agriculture.
The rude words of the morning still rang in Juliens ears.
Madame Derville laughed heartily at what she called her cousinsabsurd ideas.
It was the destiny of Napoleon, was it one day to be his own?
I have my man hooked, he said to himself. Everything that they did this eveningseemed strange to Julien. It is doubtless to suchmoments of humiliation that we owe men like Robespierre.
Madame de Renal spent a long and happy day with Julieusupervising the labourers.
And each of those transports of love isdated!
He himself thinks only about his business. If you think ofpaying court to the men in power, your eternal ruin is assured. And lines that can leave no doubt as tothe warmth of my admiration! Juliens anger increasing as he spoke:I can live without you, Sir, he concluded. If by mischance he forced himself to speak, he foundhimself saying the most ridiculous things.
You must admitthat gentlemen are very hard. She wasdeceived, but quite unawares, and at the same time a virtuous instincthad taken alarm.
She was in a state of profound astonishment.
For she had sent to Besancon for the handsome work on thesubject by M.
All my reputation brought down, destroyed in a moment!
Shall I tremble like this and feel as uncomfortable the first time Ihave to fight a duel?
Juliens pride, so recentlywounded, made a fool of him at that moment.
Take the gardeners horse to go to Verrieres.
Midnight had long since struck; at length it was time to leave thegarden: the party broke up.
She could hear her husband talking to the valet, actually in Juliensroom. And so, she said, as she left him, it is a little round box, ofblack pasteboard, and very shiny. Julien looked at her coldly with eyes in which the loftiest contemptwas portrayed.

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