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Rosalie Gates spiaw at taupohotsprings.com
Wed Aug 30 08:12:46 PDT 2006


A moment later,astounded by her beauty, he forgot everything, even his purpose incoming. She was astonished at this action, and, onthinking it over, shocked. Let us go indoors, Sir, she said to him with an air of distinctembarrassment. But you must have looked at her, you shameless scoundrel?
Let us make no pretence about it, we are surroundedby Liberals here. So you keep on reading your cursed books, when you oughtto be watching the saw? Itmay be a trap, he told himself; I must pretend to have forgottenabout it. It was at sixoclock in the morning precisely that M.
Let me have back the hundred francs I gave you, he said angrily. But you must have looked at her, you shameless scoundrel? Being alone in the church, he took his seat on the bench that had themost handsome appearance.
She wasaccustomed to having her sons sleep in her own room.
Presently Julien saw them, each leaning upon his axe and deliberatingtogether. With his fiery nature Julien had one of those astonishing memories sooften found in foolish people. The iron gate stood open; it seemed to him magnificent. A minute later shescolded herself; she felt that she had not been quickly enoughoffended. He may live to rue the day, that fine gentleman from Paris, M. Providedthat she was left alone to stroll in her fine garden, she never madeany complaint.
This little incident changed the course of the conversation. Madame de Renal felt that Julien had a very wicked air; he had stoppedwithin arms length of her. The good old man, amazed at his progress, devotedwhole evenings to instructing him in divinity. I have never spoken to her, replied Julien, I have never seen thelady except in church.
I myself am not entirely without friends at Court. He had there seen Madame deMontesson, the famous Madame de Genlis, M.
Thisnuisance, which affected everybody alike, placed M.
The good old man, amazed at his progress, devotedwhole evenings to instructing him in divinity.
As he read the letter addressed to him by M. ThisLiberal taught young Sorel Latin, and left him all the pile of bookshe brought here with him.
For once, anger gave him a tone of resolution. Doubtful asto what might be in store for him, Julien had left home in the dead ofnight. 
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