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Two
months
elapsed
.
It
was
September
.
The
fortune
which
Duroy
had
hoped
to
make
so
rapidly
seemed
to
him
slow
in
coming
.
Above
all
he
was
dissatisfied
with
the
mediocrity
of
his
position
;
he
was
appreciated
,
but
was
treated
according
to
his
rank
.
Forestier
himself
no
longer
invited
him
to
dinner
,
and
treated
him
as
an
inferior
.
Often
he
had
thought
of
making
Mme.
Forestier
a
visit
,
but
the
remembrance
of
their
last
meeting
restrained
him
.
Mme.
de
Marelle
had
invited
him
to
call
,
saying
:
"
I
am
always
at
home
about
three
o'clock
.
"
So
one
afternoon
,
when
he
had
nothing
to
do
,
he
proceeded
toward
her
house
.
She
lived
on
Rue
Verneuil
,
on
the
fourth
floor
.
A
maid
answered
his
summons
,
and
said
:
"
Yes
,
Madame
is
at
home
,
but
I
do
not
know
whether
she
has
risen
.
"
She
conducted
Duroy
into
the
drawing-room
,
which
was
large
,
poorly
furnished
,
and
somewhat
untidy
.
The
shabby
,
threadbare
chairs
were
ranged
along
the
walls
according
to
the
servant
's
fancy
,
for
there
was
not
a
trace
visible
of
the
care
of
a
woman
who
loves
her
home
.
Duroy
took
a
seat
and
waited
some
time
.
Then
a
door
opened
and
Mme.
de
Marelle
entered
hastily
,
clad
in
a
Japanese
dressing-gown
.
She
exclaimed
:
"
How
kind
of
you
to
come
to
see
me
.
I
was
positive
you
had
forgotten
me
.
"
She
held
out
her
hand
to
him
with
a
gesture
of
delight
;
and
Duroy
,
quite
at
his
ease
in
that
shabby
apartment
,
kissed
it
as
he
had
seen
Norbert
de
Varenne
do
.
Examining
him
from
head
to
foot
,
she
cried
:
"
How
you
have
changed
!
Well
;
tell
me
the
news
.
"
They
began
to
chat
at
once
as
if
they
were
old
acquaintances
,
and
in
five
minutes
an
intimacy
,
a
mutual
understanding
,
was
established
between
those
two
beings
alike
in
character
and
kind
.
Suddenly
the
young
woman
said
in
surprise
:
"
It
is
astonishing
how
I
feel
with
you
.
It
seems
to
me
as
if
I
had
known
you
ten
years
.
We
shall
undoubtedly
become
good
friends
;
would
that
please
you
?
"
He
replied
:
"
Certainly
,
"
with
a
smile
more
expressive
than
words
.
He
thought
her
very
bewitching
in
her
pretty
gown
.
When
near
Mme.
Forestier
,
whose
impassive
,
gracious
smile
attracted
yet
held
at
a
distance
,
and
seemed
to
say
:
"
I
like
you
,
yet
take
care
,
"
he
felt
a
desire
to
cast
himself
at
her
feet
,
or
to
kiss
the
hem
of
her
garment
.
When
near
Mme.
de
Marelle
,
he
felt
a
more
passionate
desire
.
A
gentle
rap
came
at
the
door
through
which
Mme.
de
Marelle
had
entered
,
and
she
cried
:
"
You
may
come
in
,
my
darling
.
"
The
child
entered
,
advanced
to
Duroy
and
offered
him
her
hand
.
The
astonished
mother
murmured
:
"
That
is
a
conquest
.
"
The
young
man
,
having
kissed
the
child
,
seated
her
by
his
side
,
and
with
a
serious
air
questioned
her
as
to
what
she
had
done
since
they
last
met
.
She
replied
in
a
flute-like
voice
and
with
the
manner
of
a
woman
.
The
clock
struck
three
;
the
journalist
rose
.
"
Come
often
,
"
said
Mme.
de
Marelle
;
"
it
has
been
a
pleasant
causerie
.
I
shall
always
be
glad
to
welcome
you
.
Why
do
I
never
meet
you
at
the
Forestiers
?
"
"
For
no
particular
reason
.
I
am
very
busy
.
