CHAPTER XIII . THE OPEN WORK STOCKINGS
A novel: a mirror which one takes out on one's walk
along the high road.— Saint-Réal .
When Julien perceived the picturesque ruins of the old church at Vergy, he noticed that he had not given a single thought to Madame de Rênal since the day before yesterday. The other day, when I took my leave, that woman made me realise the infinite distance which separated us; she treated me like a labourer's son. No doubt she wished to signify her repentance for having allowed me to hold her hand the evening before.
... It is, however very pretty, is that hand. What a charm, what a nobility is there in that woman's expression!
The possibility of making a fortune with Fouqué gave a certain facility to Julien's logic. It was not spoilt quite so frequently by t
