that　shames　us。　She　was　leaning　on　the　brick　balustrade　and　gazing　at
  the　river。
  〃Are　you　not　unwise；　my　friend；　to　rush　at　a　bound　to　the　extremes　of
  friendship？　You　have　drained　the　cup；　offered　in　all　sincerity；　at　a
  draught。　It　is　true　that　a　real　feeling　is　never　piecemeal；　it　must　be
  whole；　or　it　does　not　exist。　Monsieur　de　Mortsauf；〃　she　added　after　a
  short　silence；　〃is　above　all　things　loyal　and　brave。　Perhaps　for　my
  sake　you　will　forget　what　he　said　to　you　to…day；　if　he　has　forgotten
  it　to…morrow；　I　will　myself　tell　him　what　occurred。　Do　not　come　to
  Clochegourde　for　a　few　days；　he　will　respect　you　more　if　you　do　not。
  On　Sunday；　after　church；　he　will　go　to　you。　I　know　him；　he　will　wish
  to　undo　the　wrong　he　did；　and　he　will　like　you　all　the　better　for
  treating　him　as　a　man　who　is　responsible　for　his　words　and　actions。〃
  〃Five　days　without　seeing　you；　without　hearing　your　voice！〃
  〃Do　not　put　such　warmth　into　your　manner　of　speaking　to　me；〃　she　said。
  We　walked　twice　round　the　terrace　in　silence。　Then　she　said；　in　a　tone
  of　command　which　proved　to　me　that　she　had　taken　possession　of　my
  soul；　〃It　is　late；　we　will　part。〃
  I　wished　to　kiss　her　hand；　she　hesitated；　then　gave　it　to　me；　and　said
  in　a　voice　of　entreaty：　〃Never　take　it　unless　I　give　it　to　you；　leave
  me　my　freedom；　if　not；　I　shall　be　simply　a　thing　of　yours；　and　that
  ought　not　to　be。〃
  〃Adieu；〃　I　said。
  I　went　out　by　the　little　gate　of　the　lower　terrace；　which　she　opened
  for　me。　Just　as　she　was　about　to　close　it　she　opened　it　again　and
  offered　me　her　hand；　saying：　〃You　have　been　truly　good　to　me　this
  evening；　you　have　comforted　my　whole　future；　take　it；　my　friend；　take
  it。〃
  I　kissed　her　hand　again　and　again；　and　when　I　raised　my　eyes　I　saw　the
  tears　in　hers。　She　returned　to　the　upper　terrace　and　I　watched　her　for
  a　moment　from　the　meadow。　When　I　was　on　the　road　to　Frapesle　I　again
  saw　her　white　robe　shimmering　in　a　moonbeam；　then；　a　few　moments
  later；　a　light　was　in　her　bedroom。
  〃Oh；　my　Henriette！〃　I　cried；　〃to　you　I　pledge　the　purest　love　that
  ever　shone　upon　this　earth。〃
  I　turned　at　every　step　as　I　regained　Frapesle。　Ineffable　contentment
  filled　my　mind。　A　way　was　open　for　the　devotion　that　swells　in　all
  youthful　hearts　and　which　in　mine　had　been　so　long　inert。　Like　the
  priest　who　by　one　solemn　step　enters　a　new　life；　my　vows　were　taken；　I
  was　consecrated。　A　simple　〃Yes〃　had　bound　me　to　keep　my　love　within　my
  soul　and　never　to　abuse　our　friendship　by　leading　this　woman　step　by
  step　to　love。　All　noble　feelings　were　awakened　within　me；　and　I　heard
  the　murmur　of　their　voices。　Before　confining　myself　within　the　narrow
  walls　of　a　room；　I　stopped　beneath　the　azure　heavens　sown　with　stars；
  I　listened　to　the　ring…dove　plaints　of　my　own　heart；　I　heard　again　the
  simple　tones　of　that　ingenuous　confidence；　I　gathered　in　the　air　the
  emanations　of　that　soul　which　henceforth　must　ever　seek　me。　How　grand
  that　woman　seemed　to　me；　with　her　absolute　forgetfulness　of　self；　her
  religion　of　mercy　to　wounded　hearts；　feeble　or　suffering；　her　declared
  allegiance　to　her　legal　yoke。　She　was　there；　serene　upon　her　pyre　of
  saint　and　martyr。　I　adored　her　face　as　it　shone　to　me　in　the　darkness。
  Suddenly　I　fancied　I　perceived　a　meaning　in　her　words；　a　mysterious
  significance　which　made　her　to　my　eyes　sublime。　Perhaps　she　longed
  that　I　should　be　to　her　what　she　was　to　the　little　world　around　her。
  Perhaps　she　sought　to　draw　from　me　her　strength　and　consolation；
  putting　me　thus　within　her　sphere；　her　equal；　or　perhaps　above　her。
  The　stars；　say　some　bold　builders　of　the　universe；　communicate　to　each
  other　light　and　motion。　This　thought　lifted　me　to　ethereal　regions。　I
  entered　once　more　the　heaven　of　my　former　visions；　I　found　a　meaning
  for　the　miseries　of　my　childhood　in　the　illimitable　happiness　to　which
  they　had　led　me。
  Spirits　quenched　by　tears；　hearts　misunderstood；　saintly　Clarissa
  Harlowes　forgotten　or　ignored；　children　neglected；　exiles　innocent　of
  wrong；　all　ye　who　enter　life　through　barren　ways；　on　whom　men's　faces
  everywhere　look　coldly；　to　whom　ears　close　and　hearts　are　shut；　cease
  your　complaints！　You　alone　can　know　the　infinitude　of　joy　held　in　that
  moment　when　one　heart　opens　to　you；　one　ear　listens；　one　look　answers
  yours。　A　single　day　effaces　all　past　evil。　Sorrow；　despondency；
  despair；　and　melancholy；　passed　but　not　forgotten；　are　links　by　which
  the　soul　then　fastens　to　its　mate。　Woman　falls　heir　to　all　our　past；
  our　sighs；　our　lost　illusions；　and　gives　them　back　to　us　ennobled；　she
  explains　those　former　griefs　as　payment　claimed　by　destiny　for　joys
  eternal；　which　she　brings　to　us　on　the　day　our　souls　are　wedded。　The
  angels　alone　can　utter　the　new　name　by　which　that　sacred　love　is
  called；　and　none　but　women；　dear　martyrs；　truly　know　what　Madame　de
  Mortsauf　now　became　to　meto　me；　poor　and　desolate。
  CHAPTER　II
  FIRST　LOVE
  This　scene　took　place　on　a　Tuesday。　I　waited　until　Sunday　and　did　not
  cross　the　river。　During　those　five　days　great　events　were　happening　at
  Clochegourde。　The　count　received　his　brevet　as　general　of　brigade；　the
  cross　of　Saint　Louis；　and　a　pension　of　four　thousand　francs。　The　Duc
  de　Lenoncourt…Givry；　made　peer　of　France；　recovered　possession　of　two
  forests；　resumed　his　place　at　court；　and　his　wife　regained　all　her
  unsold　property；　which　had　been　made　part　of　the　imperial　crown　lands。
  The　Comtesse　de　Mortsauf　thus　became　an　heiress。　Her　mother　had
  arrived　at　Clochegourde；　bringing　her　a　hundred　thousand　francs
  economized　at　Givry；　the　amount　of　her　dowry；　still　unpaid　and　never
  asked　for　by　the　count　in　spite　of　his　poverty。　In　all　such　matters　of
  external　life　the　conduct　of　this　man　was　proudly　disinterested。
  Adding　to　this　sum　his　own　few　savings　he　was　able　to　buy　two
  neighboring　estates；　which　would　yield　him　some　nine　thousand　francs　a
  year。　His　son　would　of　course　succeed　to　the　grandfather's　peerage；
  and　the　count　now　saw　his　way　to　entail　the　estate　upon　him　without
  injury　to　Madeleine；　for　whom　the　Duc　de　Lenoncourt　would　no　doubt
  assist　in　promoting　a　good　marriage。
  These　arrangements　and　this　new　happiness　shed　some　balm　upon　the
  count's　sore　mind。　The　presence　of　the　Duchesse　de　Lenoncourt　at
  Clochegourde　was　a　great　event　to　the　neighborhood。　I　reflected
  gloomily　that　she　was　a　great　lady；　and　the　thought　made　me　conscious
  of　the　spirit　of　caste　in　the　daughter　which　the　nobility　of　her
  sentiments　had　hitherto　hidden　from　me。　Who　was　Ipoor；
  insignificant；　and　with　no　future　but　my　courage　and　my　faculties？　I
  did　not　then　think　of　the　consequences　of　the　Restoration　either　for
  me　or　for　others。　On　Sunday　morning；　from　the　private　chapel　where　I
  sat　with　Monsieur　and　Madame　de　Chessel　and　the　Abbe　de　Quelus；　I　cast
  an　eager　glance　at　another　lateral　chapel　occupied　by　the　duchess　and
  her　daughter；　the　count　and　his　children。　The　large　straw　hat　which
  hid　my　idol　from　me　did　not　tremble；　and　this　unconsciousness　of　my
  presence　seemed　to　bind　me　to　her　more　than　all　the　past。　This　noble
  Henriette　de　Lenoncourt；　my　Henriette；　whose　life　I　longed　to　garland；
  was　praying　earnestly；　faith　gave　to　her　figure　an　abandonment；　a
  prosternation；　the　attitude　of　some　religious　statue；　which　moved　me
  to　the　soul。
  According　to　village　custom；　vespers　were　said　soon　after　mass。　Coming
  out　of　church　Madame　de　Chessel　naturally　proposed　to　her　neighbors　to
  pass　the　intermediate　time　at　Frapesle　instead　of　crossing　the　Indre
  and　the　meadows　twice　in　the　great　heat。　The　offer　was　accepted。
  Monsieur　de　Chessel　gave　his　arm　to　the　duchess；　Madame　de　Chessel
  took　that　of　the　count。　I　offered　mine　to　the　countess；　and　felt；　for
  the　first　time；　that　beautiful　arm　against　my　side。　As　we　walked　from
  the　church　to　Frapesle　by　the　woods　of　Sache；　where　the　light；
  filtering　down　through　the　foliage；　made　those　pretty　patterns　on　the
  path　which　seem　like　painted　silk；　such　sensations　of　pride；　such
  ideas　took　possession　of　me　that　my　heart　beat　violently。
  〃What　is　the　matter？〃　she　said；　after　walking　a　little　way　in　a
  silence　I　dared　not　break。　〃Your　heart　beats　too　fast〃
  〃I　have　heard　of　your　good　fortune；〃　I　replied；　〃and；　like　all　others
  who　love　truly；　I　am　beset　with　vague　fears。　Will　your　new　dignities
  change　you　and　lessen　your　friendship？〃
  〃Change　me！〃　she　said；　〃oh；　fie！　Another　such　idea　and　I　shallnot
  despise　you；　but　forget　you　forever。〃
  I　looked　at　her　with　an　ecstasy　which　should　have　been　contagious。
  〃We　profit　by　the　new　laws　which　we　have　neither　brought　about　nor
  demanded；〃　she　said；　〃but　we　are　neither　place…hunters　nor　beggars；
  besides；　as　you　know　very　well；　neither　Monsieur　de　Mortsauf　nor　I　can
  leave　Clochegourde。　By　my　advice　he　has　declined　the　command　to　which
  his　rank　entitled　him　at　the　Maison　Rouge。　We　are　quite　content　that
  my　father　should　have　the　place。　This　forced　mode