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Mme.
Walter
remained
alone
with
her
suffering
,
her
despair
.
If
only
a
priest
were
at
hand
!
She
would
cast
herself
at
his
feet
and
confess
all
her
errors
and
her
agony
--
he
would
prevent
the
marriage
!
Where
could
she
find
a
priest
?
Where
should
she
turn
?
Before
her
eyes
floated
,
like
a
vision
,
the
calm
face
of
"
Christ
Walking
on
the
Water
,
"
as
she
had
seen
it
in
the
painting
.
He
seemed
to
say
to
her
:
"
Come
unto
Me
.
Kneel
at
My
feet
.
I
will
comfort
and
instruct
you
as
to
what
to
do
.
"
She
took
the
lamp
and
sought
the
conservatory
;
she
opened
the
door
leading
into
the
room
which
held
the
enormous
canvas
,
and
fell
upon
her
knees
before
it
.
At
first
she
prayed
fervently
,
but
as
she
raised
her
eyes
and
saw
the
resemblance
to
Bel-Ami
,
she
murmured
:
"
Jesus
--
Jesus
--
"
while
her
thoughts
were
with
her
daughter
and
her
lover
.
She
uttered
a
wild
cry
,
as
she
pictured
them
together
--
alone
-
-
and
fell
into
a
swoon
.
When
day
broke
they
found
Mme.
Walter
still
lying
unconscious
before
the
painting
.
She
was
so
ill
,
after
that
,
that
her
life
was
almost
despaired
of
.
M.
Walter
explained
his
daughter
's
absence
to
the
servants
by
saying
to
them
that
she
had
been
sent
to
a
convent
for
a
short
time
.
Then
he
replied
to
a
long
letter
from
Du
Roy
,
giving
his
consent
to
his
marriage
with
his
daughter
.
Bel-Ami
had
posted
that
epistle
when
he
left
Paris
,
having
prepared
it
the
night
of
his
departure
.
In
it
he
said
in
respectful
terms
that
he
had
loved
the
young
girl
a
long
time
;
that
there
had
never
been
any
understanding
between
them
,
but
that
as
she
came
to
him
to
say
:
"
I
will
be
your
wife
,
"
he
felt
authorized
in
keeping
her
,
in
hiding
her
,
in
fact
,
until
he
had
obtained
a
reply
from
her
parents
,
whose
wishes
were
to
him
of
more
value
than
those
of
his
betrothed
.
Georges
and
Suzanne
spent
a
week
at
La
Roche-Guyon
.
Never
had
the
young
girl
enjoyed
herself
so
thoroughly
.
As
she
passed
for
his
sister
,
they
lived
in
a
chaste
and
free
intimacy
,
a
kind
of
living
companionship
He
thought
it
wiser
to
treat
her
with
respect
,
and
when
he
said
to
her
:
"
We
will
return
to
Paris
to-morrow
;
your
father
has
bestowed
your
hand
upon
me
"
she
whispered
naively
:
"
Already
?
This
is
just
as
pleasant
as
being
your
wife
.
"
It
was
dark
in
the
apartments
in
the
Rue
de
Constantinople
,
when
Georges
du
Roy
and
Clotilde
de
Marelle
,
having
met
at
the
door
,
entered
them
.
Without
giving
him
time
to
raise
the
shades
,
the
latter
said
:
"
So
you
are
going
to
marry
Suzanne
Walter
?
"
He
replied
in
the
affirmative
,
adding
gently
:
"
Did
you
not
know
it
?
"
She
answered
angrily
:
"
So
you
are
going
to
marry
Suzanne
Walter
?
For
three
months
you
have
deceived
me
.
Everyone
knew
of
it
but
me
.
My
husband
told
me
.
Since
you
left
your
wife
you
have
been
preparing
for
that
stroke
,
and
you
made
use
of
me
in
the
interim
.
What
a
rascal
you
are
!
"
