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Chapter 8 Chapter 8 A Little Disturbance

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De.Mrs. Rainer's angelic gentleness is due to both her personality and the happiness in front of her eyes. It is only when she occasionally thinks of the maid Elisa that her attitude changes slightly.The girl, who had inherited a fortune, went to confess to the Abbe Chélan that she intended to marry Julien.The abbe was sincerely delighted at his friend's happiness, but it never occurred to him that Julien flatly refused, saying that Mademoiselle Elisa's proposal was not suitable for him. Beware what you are thinking, my child, said the abbe, frowning, and I congratulate you if you despise a good fortune for the sake of ambition alone.I have been cure of Verrières for fifty-six years, and I am saddened by the indications that I will still be dismissed, but I still have a pension of eight hundred livres.I am telling you this detail so that you may not have any illusions about your priesthood.If you try to curry favor with the rich and powerful, you will surely fall into hell and never recover.If you can make a fortune, you have to hurt the suffering people, flatter the mayor of the prefecture, the mayor, the powerful, and serve their desires.Such conduct is called in the world the way of the world, and for a worldly man this way of life is not absolutely incompatible with his salvation.But we priests have a choice.Either get rich on earth, or enjoy happiness in heaven, there is no middle way.Go, my dear friend, think carefully, and give me your final answer in three days.I am sorry to see in the depths of your character a pent-up passion which shows me something other than the abstinence and complete renunciation of earthly interests that should be expected of a priest.I read your mind.But let me say to you, added the good priest, with tears in his eyes, that if you become a priest, I am afraid that you will be saved.

Julien was so moved that he felt ashamed; for the first time in his life he saw someone love him; he wept for joy, and so as not to be seen, he ran up to the great wood on the hill and wept. Why am I like this?At last he said to himself, I thought I could die a hundred times for Chelan, the good priest, who just proved to me that I was nothing but a fool.The important thing is to deceive him, but he guessed my mind.The stagnant enthusiasm he was talking about was exactly my plan to make a fortune.He thought me unworthy of the priesthood, just at the time when I thought that giving up a pension of fifty louis would give him the highest opinion of my piety and ambition.

In the future, Julien thought again, I can only trust the tried and tested part of my character.Who will tell me that I can find happiness in tears!I love this one that proves I'm nothing but a fool! Three days later, Julien went to see the priest.He had found an excuse, when in fact he should have been ready on the first day.The pretext is a slander, but what does it matter?He admitted hesitantly to the priest that there was an unspoken reason why he could not consider the proposed marriage in the first place, and that speaking out would hurt a third party.This is accusing Alisa of misbehaving.M. Chelan found in his manner a quite worldly passion, quite different from that which animates a young priest.

My friend, the abbé told him, it would be better to be a respectable and educated country gentleman than an unfaithful priest. As far as words were concerned, Julien answered these new admonitions well, finding the words an enthusiastic young seminarian could use.But the tone of his tone, and the undisguised enthusiasm that shone in his eyes, disturbed the Abbe Chélan deeply. Not to be underestimated for Lien's prospects, for he could invent a decent repertoire of a tactful hypocrisy, which was not bad at his age.As for tone and demeanor, he had no choice but to ignore it, because he had always only been with country folks and had never met a big shot.His speech and manners would soon be admired, if he had occasion to be near those gentlemen.

De.Madame Rainer wondered that the maid had not been happier with her new fortune, seeing her keep going to the curé and returning with tears in her eyes.Alyssa finally talked to her about her marital affairs. De.Madame Rainer believed herself to be sick, feverish, unable to sleep at night, and felt alive only when she had a maid or Julien under her nose.Her thoughts were full of them and the happiness of their family life.The poverty of this small family, which could only live on an annuity of fifty louis, was charming before her.Julien could well have been a lawyer in Beaulais, the capital of the prefecture, two leagues from Villiers, so that she could see him now and then.

De.Madame Rainer really thought she was going mad, and she told her husband, and finally fell ill, and that night, while the maid was attending her, she found the girl crying.She hated Alisa now, had treated her roughly just now, and begged her forgiveness.Alisa wept more violently, and said she would pour out all her misfortunes if the mistress would let her. Speak!De.Madame Rainer replied. Alas, madam, he refuses me.Some bad person must have said something bad about me, and he believed it. Who turned you down?De.Madame Rainer was out of breath. Madame, who is there but M. Julien?The maid sobbed as she spoke, but the priest could not convince him that he should not refuse a good girl just because she was a maid.After all, M. Julien's father was no more than a carpenter. How did he earn a living before he came to Madame's house?

De.Mrs. Rainer no longer listened to the maid, and she was so overjoyed that she almost lost her mind.She made the maid repeat her conviction that Julien had rebuffed him flatly, and that it was impossible to return to a more sensible decision. I want to try again for the last time, she said to the maid, I will go and talk to Monsieur Julien After lunch the next day, a full hour de.Mrs. Rainer's delight in speaking well of her rival while seeing her marriages and fortunes continually rejected. Gradually, Julien gave up his rigid answers and turned to de.Mrs Rainer's wise counsel is handled with ease and good humor.How many days of despair had she passed before she could not resist this torrent of happiness, and her soul was overwhelmed.Her head was really dizzy.When she woke up and sat down in the bedroom, she asked the people on the left and right to step back one by one.She was amazed.

Could it be that I am in love with Liandong?Finally, she thought to herself. This discovery, if it were another time, would have made her regretful and restless, but at this moment it was just a spectacle that seemed to have nothing to do with her.Her mental strength was exhausted by what she had just experienced, and she had no more sensibility for passion to drive. De.Madame Rainer wanted to do something, but fell into a deep sleep; when she awoke, she should have been terrified, but she wasn't.She is so happy that she doesn't look down on anything.This good provincial woman was innocent and innocent, and never tormented her soul to feel a little new change of feeling or pain.Before Julien's arrival, De.Madame Rainer, whose mind was so preoccupied with the mass of household chores which were her lot for a good housewife far from Paris, thought of passion as we think of the lottery, a definite hoax. It's just luck chasing with lunatics.

The bell for supper rang, Julien had returned with the children, and deMrs. Rainer blushed when she heard his voice.Since she fell in love, she has also become more clever. In order to explain her blushing, she reasoned that she had a bad headache. Look, all women are like this, de.Mr. Rainer laughed and replied that there was always something wrong with the machine that needed to be fixed! De.Madame Rainer, though accustomed to such wisecracks, still displeased her in that tone.To distract herself, she began to study Julien's features; even if he were the ugliest man in the world, he would please her at this moment.

De.Monsieur Rainer took great care to imitate the habits of the court, and, as soon as the fine spring days came, he and his family settled in Verge, a village notorious for Gabriel's misery.There used to be a Gothic church in the village, but it is now in ruins. It is quite picturesque, about a hundred paces away, de.Monsieur Rainer owned a four-towered chateau and a garden laid out much like the Tuileries Gardens, with dense walls of boxwood and paths flanked by fruit trees pruned twice a year.The adjoining grounds are planted with apple trees and serve as places for walks.At the end of the orchard were eight or ten majestic walnut trees, with dense branches and leaves like giant canopies, perhaps eight or ninety feet high.

Whenever his wife admires these walnut trees, de.Mr. Reiner said: Each of these damned walnut trees has ruined the harvest of half an acre of my land, and there is no wheat in the shade. In Germany.In the eyes of Mrs. Rainer, the mountains, rivers, and vegetation here have taken on a new look. She couldn't help admiring, and she was simply intoxicated.With that feeling in her breast, one becomes wise and decisive.On the third day in Welgie, De.Mr. Rainer returned to the city to handle the official business of the city government, and De.Mrs. Rainer hired some workmen at her own expense.It was Julien who had suggested to her that a path should be made in the orchard and under the great walnut trees, and covered with sand, so that the children's shoes would not be wet from the dew when they went for a walk early in the morning.As soon as the idea was proposed, it was put into practice within twenty-four hours.De.Madame Rainal enjoyed spending the whole day directing the workmen with Julien. The mayor of Verrières, returning from the town, was astonished to see a new path.De.Madame Rainer was also surprised to see him; she had forgotten him long ago.For two months he spoke angrily about her audacity to undertake such a major repair without consulting him.However, de.Mrs Rainer spent her own money, which comforted him a little. De.Mrs. Rainer runs with the children in the orchard and catches butterflies every day.They made several large nets out of light colored tulle to catch the poor Lepidoptera.It was Julien who had taught her this savage name.Because she had had Godard Connor's excellent book bought from Besançon, Julien told her about the strange habits of these poor insects. They were ruthlessly pinned to a large framed piece of cardboard, which Julien had also made. De.At last Madame Rainer and Julien had a subject of conversation, and he could no longer endure the terrible torment that moments of silence caused him. They talked incessantly, and with great interest, though they talked about trivial matters.This active, busy, and cheerful life was to everyone's liking, except Miss Elisa, who felt that she had too much work to do.She said: Even during the carnival, at the ball at Verrières, Madame did not dress up so carefully. Now she always changes her clothes two or three times a day. We have no intention of flattering anyone, but we have to admit that De.Madame Rainer has excellent skin, and her made-for dresses show off her arms and bosom.She has a good waist, and this dress is perfect. Friends of Verrières, who came to dine at Verguis, said: You have never been so young, Madame. (This is a local way of saying it.) There's a strange thing that we don't quite believe when we say it, de.Mrs. Rainer's careful grooming did not happen by accident.She just felt happy and had no other thoughts. Apart from catching butterflies with her children and Julien, she spent the rest of her time making dresses with Eliza.She had only been to Verrières once, and that was to buy the new summer dresses that had just arrived from Méhouse. When she returned to Vail, she brought with her a young woman, a relative of hers.After marriage, De.Madame Rainer and Madame Derville, who were formerly companions at the Abbey of the Sacred Heart, walked around a lot without knowing it. Madame Derville used to laugh at what she called crazy ideas of her cousin, and say: I can't think of them alone.These unexpected ideas can be called epigrams in Paris. If you are with your husband, deMadame Rainer would be ashamed, as if she had said something stupid, but Madame Derville's presence gave her courage.She first talked about her thoughts timidly, and then the two ladies were alone for a long time, de.Madame Rainer's spirits were lifted, and a long, lonely morning passed in a flash, and the two friends were very happy.During this trip, the sensible Mrs. Derville found that her cousin was far less happy than before, but far happier than before. As for Julien, since his arrival in the country, he had really become a boy, chasing butterflies with the same joy as his pupils.In the past, he had to restrain himself everywhere and play tricks in everything, but now he walks alone, away from the eyes of men, and instinctively not afraid of De.Madame Rainer, therefore enjoying the joys of life so intense at his age, and among the most beautiful mountains in the world. As soon as Madame Derville arrived, Julien felt that she was his friend, and he hastily led her to see the scenery at the end of the newly made path under the walnut tree.In fact, the view was equal if not superior to the most admirable views of the Swiss and Italian lakes.If you take a few more steps and follow the steep hillside, you will soon be on the cliffs surrounded by oak forests.This precipice reaches almost all the way to the river.Julien is happy, free, like the head of the family, and he often takes his two girlfriends to the top of the axe-like tower, and their admiration for this magnificent scenery makes his heart burst. For me, this is Mozart's music.said Mrs Derville. From Julien's point of view, the jealousy of the brothers and the presence of the domineering and ill-tempered father spoiled the countryside around Verrières.In Welgie he saw nothing to call up these bitter memories, and for the first time in his life he saw no enemy.De.Mr. Rainer was often in the city, and he read boldly, and soon he was able to sleep as well as he used to, when he had to read at night and hide the lamp in an upside-down vase.Now, during the day, between the children's homework, he came to the cliff with that book, his only code of conduct and object of intoxication.In it he found the consolation of moments of bliss, ecstasy and discouragement at the same time. Something Napoleon said about women, something he said about the value of the popular novel under his regime, set Julien at the beginning of ideas which a young man of his age might have had already. The hot day is here.There was a big oak tree a few steps from the house, under which everyone sat at night.It was very dark there.One evening, Julien was very pleased when he talked to the young woman.He talked excitedly, gesticulating, and met De.Madame Rainer's hand was resting on the back of a painted chair that usually stood in the yard. The hand was quickly withdrawn, but Julien thought it was his duty not to withdraw it when he touched it.The joy at the thought of having a duty to perform, of being a laughing stock or incurring a feeling of inferiority if not fulfilled, evaporated in him.
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