“He stopped suddenly and became meditative. He found himself again confronted with the idea which shocked Mathilde so much: "In fifteen years, madame de Rênal will adore my son and you will have forgotten him."
CHAPTER LXX TRANQUILITY It is because I was foolish then that I am wise to-day.
Oh thou philosopher who seest nothing except the actual instant. How short-sighted are thy views! Thine eye is not adapted to follow the subterranean work of the passions.—M. Goethe.
This conversation was interrupted by an interrogation followed by a conference with the advocate entrusted with the defence.”