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Georges
bowed
,
and
together
with
his
wife
left
the
office
.
When
they
arrived
home
,
Du
Roy
closed
the
door
and
throwing
his
hat
on
the
bed
,
asked
:
"
What
were
the
relations
between
you
and
Vaudrec
?
"
Madeleine
,
who
was
taking
off
her
veil
,
turned
around
with
a
shudder
:
"
Between
us
?
"
"
Yes
,
between
you
and
him
!
One
does
not
leave
one
's
entire
fortune
to
a
woman
unless
--
"
She
trembled
,
and
could
scarcely
take
out
the
pins
which
fastened
the
transparent
tissue
.
Then
she
stammered
in
an
agitated
manner
:
"
You
are
mad
--
you
are
--
you
are
--
you
did
not
think
--
he
would
leave
you
anything
!
"
Georges
replied
,
emphazing
each
word
:
"
Yes
,
he
could
have
left
me
something
;
me
,
your
husband
,
his
friend
;
but
not
you
,
my
wife
and
his
friend
.
The
distinction
is
material
in
the
eyes
of
the
world
.
"
Madeleine
gazed
at
him
fixedly
:
"
It
seems
to
me
that
the
world
would
have
considered
a
legacy
from
him
to
you
very
strange
.
"
"
Why
?
"
"
Because
,
"
--
she
hesitated
,
then
continued
:
"
Because
you
are
my
husband
;
because
you
were
not
well
acquainted
;
because
I
have
been
his
friend
so
long
;
because
his
first
will
,
made
during
Forestier
's
lifetime
,
was
already
in
my
favor
.
"
Georges
began
to
pace
to
and
fro
.
He
finally
said
:
"
You
can
not
accept
that
.
"
She
answered
indifferently
:
"
Very
well
;
it
is
not
necessary
then
to
wait
until
Saturday
;
you
can
inform
M.
