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reflectioncamelater。Now，ifyouhavethoroughlypossessedyourselfofthisman’snatureandbodilypresenceyouwillunderstandthemightyeffectproducedonhimbyathought。Remorseismorethanathought；itcomesfromafeelingwhichcannomorebehiddenthanlove；likelove，ithasitsowntyranny。But，justasMinorethadcommittedthecrimeagainstUrsulawithouttheslightestreflection，sohenowblindlylongedtodriveherfromNemourswhenhefelthimselfdisturbedbythesightofthatwrongedinnocence。Being，inasense，imbecile，heneverthoughtoftheconsequences；hewentfromdangertodanger，drivenbyaselfishinstinct，likeawildanimalwhichdoesnotforeseethehuntsman’sskill，andreliesonitsownrapidityorstrength。Beforelongtherichbourgeois，whostillmetinDionis’ssalon，noticedagreatchangeinthemannersandbehaviorofthemanwhohadhithertobeensofreeofcare。
“Idon’tknowwhathascometoMinoret，heisallNOHOW，“saidhiswife，fromwhomhewasresolvedtohidehisdaringdeed。
Everybodyexplainedhisconditionasbeing，neithermorenorless，ennui(infactthethoughtnowexpressedonhisfacedidresembleennui)，caused，theysaid，bythesuddencessationofbusinessandthechangefromanactivelifetooneofwell-to-doleisure。
WhileMinoretwasthinkingonlyofdestroyingUrsula’slifeinNemours，LaBougivalneverletadaygobywithouttorturingherfosterchildwithsomeallusiontothefortunesheoughttohavehad，orwithoutcomparinghermiserablelotwiththeprospectsthedoctorhadpromised，andofwhichhehadoftenspokentoher，LaBougival。
“ItisnotformyselfIspeak，“shesaid，“butisitlikelythatmonsieur，goodandkindashewas，wouldhavediedwithoutleavingmethemeresttrifle？——“
“AmInothere？“repliedUrsula，forbiddingLaBougivaltosayanotherwordonthesubject。
Shecouldnotenduretosoilthedearandtendermemoriesthatsurroundedthatnoblehead——asketchofwhichinblackandwhitehunginherlittlesalon——withthoughtsofselfishinterest。ToherfreshandbeautifulimaginationthatsketchsufficedtomakeherSEEhergodfather，onwhomherthoughtscontinuallydwelt，allthemorebecausesurroundedwiththethingshelovedandused，——hislargeduchess-sofa，thefurniturefromhisstudy，hisbackgammon-table，andthepianohehadchosenforher。Thetwooldfriendswhostillremainedtoher，theAbbeChaperonandMonsieurBongrand，theonlyvisitorswhomshereceived，were，inthemidstoftheseinanimateobjectsrepresentativeofthepast，liketwolivingmemoriesofherformerlifetowhichsheattachedherpresentbythelovehergodfatherhadblessed。
Afterawhilethesadnessofherthoughts，softeninggradually，gavetonetothegeneraltenorofherlifeandunitedallitspartsinanindefinableharmony，expressedbytheexquisiteneatness，theexactsymmetryofherroom，thefewflowerssentbySavinien，thedaintynothingsofayounggirl’slife，thetranquillitywhichherquiethabitsdiffusedabouther，givingpeaceandcomposuretothelittlehome。Afterbreakfastandaftermassshecontinuedherstudiesandpracticed；thenshetookherembroideryandsatatthewindowlookingonthestreet。Atfouro’clockSavinien，returningfromawalk(whichhetookinallweathers)，findingthewindowopen，wouldsitupontheoutercasingandtalkwithherforhalfanhour。IntheeveningtheabbeandMonsieurBongrandcametoseeher，butsheneverallowedSavinientoaccompanythem。NeitherdidsheacceptMadamedePort
