CHAPTER LV
THE MINISTRY OF VIRTUE
But if I take this pleasure with so much prudence and circumspection I shall no longer find it a pleasure.—Lope de Vega.
As soon as our hero had returned to Paris and had come out of the study of the marquis de La Mole, who seemed very displeased with the despatches that were given him, he rushed off for the comte Altamira. This noble foreigner combined with the advantage of having once been condemned to death a very grave demeanour together with the good fortune of a devout temperament; these two qualities, and more than anything, the comte's high birth, made an especial appeal to madame de Fervaques who saw a lot of him.
Julien solemnly confessed to him that he was very much in love with her.
"Her virtue is the purest and the highest," answered Altamira, "only it is a little Jesuitical and dogmatic.
"There are days when, though I understand each of the expressions which she makes use of, I never understand the whole sentence. She often makes me think that I do not know French as well as I am said to. But your acquaintance with her will get you talked about; it will give you weight in the world. But let us go to Bustos," said Count Altamira who had a methodical turn of mind; "he once paid court to madame la maréchale."
Don Diego Bustos had the matter explained to him at length, while he said nothing, like a barrister in his chambers. He had a big monk-like face with black moustaches and an inimitable gravity; he was, however, a good carbonaro.
"I understand," he said to Julien at last. "Has the maréchale de Fervaques had lovers, or has she not? Have
