Julien felt abashed, as though he himself were specially to blame for thissilence. This Beats By Dre sensation was a hundred times more painful when theywere alone. His imagination, full of the most extravagant, the most Span-ish notions as to what a man ought to say, when he is alone with a wo-man, offered him in his agitation none but inadmissible ideas. His soulwas in the clouds, and yet he was incapable of breaking the most humili-ating silence. Thus his air of severity, during his long walks with Ma-dame The cure was genuinely de-lighted at his friend’s good fortune; but his surprise was great when Juli-en informed him with a resolute air that Miss Elisa’s offer could not beaccepted.’Pay good heed, my son, to what is taking place in your heart,‘ said thecure, frowning; ‚I congratulate you on your vocation, if it is to it alonethat must be ascribed your scorn of a more than adequate provision. Forfifty-six years and more have I been cure at Verrieres, and yet, so far asone can see, I am going to be deprived. This distresses me, albeit I havean income of eight hundred livres. I tell you of this detail in order thatyou may not be under any illusion as to what is in store for you in thepriestly calling. If you think of paying court to the men in power, youreternal ruin is assured. You may make your fortune, but you will have toinjure the poor and needy, flatter the Sub-Prefect, the Mayor, the import-ant person, and minister to his passions: such conduct, which in theworld is called the art of life, may, in a layman, be not wholly incompat-ible with salvation; but in our calling, we have to choose; we must makeour fortune either in this world or in the next, there is no middle way.Go, my dear friend, reflect, and come back in three days‘ time with a def-inite answer. I am sorry to see underlying your character, a smoulderingardour which does not suggest to my mind the moderation and complete46renunciation of earthly advantages necessary in a priest; I augur wellfrom your intelligence; but, allow me to tell you,‘ the good cure went on,with tears in his eyes, ‚in the calling of a priest, I shall tremble for yoursalvation.’Julien was ashamed of his emotion; for the first time in his life, he sawhimself loved; he wept for joy, and went to hide his tears in the greatwoods above Verrieres.’Why am I in this state?‘ he asked himself at length; ‚I feel that I wouldgive my life a hundred times over for that good Father Chelan, and yethe has Cheap Dre Beats just proved to me that I am no better than a fool. It is he above allthat I have to deceive, and he sees through me.

hat secret ardour ofwhich he speaks is my plan for making my fortune. He thinks me Dre Beats unfitto be a priest, at the very moment when I imagined that the sacrifice ofan income of fifty louis was going to give him the most exalted idea ofmy piety and my vocation.’For the future,‘ Julien continued, ‚I shall rely only upon those elementsof my character which I have tested. Who would ever have said that Ishould find pleasure in shedding tears? That I should love the man whoproves to me that I am nothing more than a fool?’Three days later, Julien had found the pretext with which he shouldhave armed himself from the first; this pretext was a calumny, but whatof that? He admitted to the cure, after much hesitation, that a reasonwhich he could not explain to him, because to reveal it would injure athird party, had dissuaded him from the first from the projected mar-riage. This was tantamount to an indictment of Elisa’s conduct. M.Chelan detected in his manner a fire that was wholly mundane, and verydifferent from that which should have inspired a young Levite.’My friend,‘ he appealed to him again, ‚be an honest yeoman, educatedand respected, rather than a priest without a vocation.’Julien replied to these fresh remonstrances extremely well, so far aswords went; he hit upon the expressions which a fervent young seminar-ist would have employed; but the tone in which he uttered them, the ill-concealed fire that smouldered in his eyes alarmed M. Chelan.We need not augur ill for Julien’s future; he hit upon the correct formof words of a cunning and prudent hypocrisy. That is not bad at his age.As for his tone and gestures, he lived among country folk; he had beendebarred from seeing the great models. In the sequel, no sooner had hebeen permitted to mix with these gentlemen than he became admirableas well in gesture as in speech.47Madame de Renal was surprised that her maid’s newly acquired for-tune had not made the girl more happy; she saw her going incessantly tothe cure’s, and returning with tears in her eyes; finally Elisa spoke to hermistress of her marriage.Madame de Renal believed herself to have fallen ill; a sort of Cheap Beats fever pre-vented her enjoying any sleep; she was alive only when she had hermaid or Julien before her eyes.