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In
addition
to
the
formal
evening
and
dinner
parties
,
a
large
company
,
chiefly
of
men
,
gathered
there
every
day
,
supping
at
midnight
and
staying
till
three
in
the
morning
.
Julie
never
missed
a
ball
,
a
promenade
,
or
a
play
.
Her
dresses
were
always
of
the
latest
fashion
.
But
in
spite
of
that
she
seemed
to
be
disillusioned
about
everything
and
told
everyone
that
she
did
not
believe
either
in
friendship
or
in
love
,
or
any
of
the
joys
of
life
,
and
expected
peace
only
"
yonder
.
"
She
adopted
the
tone
of
one
who
has
suffered
a
great
disappointment
,
like
a
girl
who
has
either
lost
the
man
she
loved
or
been
cruelly
deceived
by
him
.
Though
nothing
of
the
kind
had
happened
to
her
she
was
regarded
in
that
light
,
and
had
even
herself
come
to
believe
that
she
had
suffered
much
in
life
.
This
melancholy
,
which
did
not
prevent
her
amusing
herself
,
did
not
hinder
the
young
people
who
came
to
her
house
from
passing
the
time
pleasantly
.
Every
visitor
who
came
to
the
house
paid
his
tribute
to
the
melancholy
mood
of
the
hostess
,
and
then
amused
himself
with
society
gossip
,
dancing
,
intellectual
games
,
and
bouts
rimés
,
which
were
in
vogue
at
the
Karágins
'
.
Only
a
few
of
these
young
men
,
among
them
Borís
,
entered
more
deeply
into
Julie
's
melancholy
,
and
with
these
she
had
prolonged
conversations
in
private
on
the
vanity
of
all
worldly
things
,
and
to
them
she
showed
her
albums
filled
with
mournful
sketches
,
maxims
,
and
verses
.
To
Borís
,
Julie
was
particularly
gracious
:
she
regretted
his
early
disillusionment
with
life
,
offered
him
such
consolation
of
friendship
as
she
who
had
herself
suffered
so
much
could
render
,
and
showed
him
her
album
.
Borís
sketched
two
trees
in
the
album
and
wrote
:
"
Rustic
trees
,
your
dark
branches
shed
gloom
and
melancholy
upon
me
.
"
On
another
page
he
drew
a
tomb
,
and
wrote
:
La
mort
est
secourable
et
la
mort
est
tranquille
.
Ah
!
contre
les
douleurs
il
n
'
y
a
pas
d'autre
asile
.
*
*
Death
gives
relief
and
death
is
peaceful
.
Ah
!
from
suffering
there
is
no
other
refuge
.
Julie
said
this
was
charming
"
There
is
something
so
enchanting
in
the
smile
of
melancholy
,
"
she
said
to
Borís
,
repeating
word
for
word
a
passage
she
had
copied
from
a
book
.
"
It
is
a
ray
of
light
in
the
darkness
,
a
shade
between
sadness
and
despair
,
showing
the
possibility
of
consolation
.
"
In
reply
Borís
wrote
these
lines
:
