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At
first
they
had
often
met
at
Rue
de
Constantinople
,
but
Du
Roy
,
who
feared
an
encounter
with
Mme.
de
Marelle
,
invented
a
thousand
and
one
pretexts
in
order
to
avoid
that
rendezvous
.
He
was
therefore
obliged
to
either
lunch
or
dine
at
her
house
daily
,
when
she
would
clasp
his
hand
under
cover
of
the
table
or
offer
him
her
lips
behind
the
doors
.
Above
all
,
Georges
enjoyed
being
thrown
so
much
in
contact
with
Suzanne
;
she
made
sport
of
everything
and
everybody
with
cutting
appropriateness
.
At
length
,
however
,
he
began
to
feel
an
unconquerable
repugnance
to
the
love
lavished
upon
him
by
the
mother
;
he
could
no
longer
see
her
,
hear
her
,
nor
think
of
her
without
anger
.
He
ceased
calling
upon
her
,
replying
to
her
letters
,
and
yielding
to
her
appeals
.
She
finally
divined
that
he
no
longer
loved
her
,
and
the
discovery
caused
her
unutterable
anguish
;
but
she
watched
him
,
followed
him
in
a
cab
with
drawn
blinds
to
the
office
,
to
his
house
,
in
the
hope
of
seeing
him
pass
by
.
He
would
have
liked
to
strangle
her
,
but
he
controlled
himself
on
account
of
his
position
on
"
La
Vie
Francaise
"
and
he
endeavored
by
means
of
coldness
,
and
even
at
times
harsh
words
,
to
make
her
comprehend
that
all
was
at
an
end
between
them
.
Then
,
too
,
she
persisted
in
devising
ruses
for
summoning
him
to
Rue
de
Constantinople
,
and
he
was
in
constant
fear
that
the
two
women
would
some
day
meet
face
to
face
at
the
door
.
On
the
other
hand
,
his
affection
for
Mme.
de
Marelle
had
increased
during
the
summer
.
They
were
both
Bohemians
by
nature
;
they
took
excursions
together
to
Argenteuil
,
Bougival
,
Maisons
,
and
Poissy
,
and
when
he
was
forced
to
return
and
dine
at
Mme.
Walter
's
,
he
detested
his
mature
mistress
more
thoroughly
,
as
he
recalled
the
youthful
one
he
had
just
left
.
He
was
congratulating
himself
upon
having
freed
himself
almost
entirely
from
the
former
's
clutches
,
when
he
received
the
telegram
above
mentioned
.
He
re-read
it
as
he
walked
along
.
He
thought
:
"
What
does
that
old
owl
want
with
me
?
I
am
certain
she
has
nothing
to
tell
me
except
that
she
adores
me
.
However
,
I
will
see
,
perhaps
there
is
some
truth
in
it
.
Clotilde
is
coming
at
four
,
I
must
get
rid
of
the
other
one
at
three
or
soon
after
,
provided
they
do
not
meet
.
What
jades
women
are
!
"
As
he
uttered
those
words
he
was
reminded
of
his
wife
,
who
was
the
only
one
who
did
not
torment
him
;
she
lived
by
his
side
and
seemed
to
love
him
very
much
at
the
proper
time
,
for
she
never
permitted
anything
to
interfere
with
her
ordinary
occupations
of
life
.
He
strolled
toward
the
appointed
place
of
meeting
,
mentally
cursing
Mme.
Walter
.
"
Ah
,
I
will
receive
her
in
such
a
manner
that
she
will
not
tell
me
anything
.
First
of
all
,
I
will
give
her
to
understand
that
I
shall
never
cross
her
threshold
again
.
"
He
entered
to
await
her
.
She
soon
arrived
and
,
seeing
him
,
exclaimed
:
"
Ah
,
you
received
my
dispatch
!
How
fortunate
!
"
"
Yes
,
I
received
it
at
the
office
just
as
I
was
setting
out
for
the
Chamber
.
What
do
you
want
?
"
he
asked
ungraciously
.
