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Mme.
de
Marelle
summoned
the
waiter
and
asked
for
her
bill
.
She
tried
to
read
it
,
but
the
figures
danced
before
her
eyes
;
she
handed
the
paper
to
Duroy
.
"
Here
,
pay
it
for
me
;
I
can
not
see
.
"
At
the
same
time
,
she
put
her
purse
in
his
hand
.
The
total
was
one
hundred
and
thirty
francs
.
Duroy
glanced
at
the
bill
and
when
it
was
settled
,
whispered
:
"
How
much
shall
I
give
the
waiter
?
"
"
Whatever
you
like
;
I
do
not
know
.
"
He
laid
five
francs
upon
the
plate
and
handed
the
purse
to
its
owner
,
saying
:
"
Shall
I
escort
you
home
?
"
"
Certainly
;
I
am
unable
to
find
the
house
.
"
They
shook
hands
with
the
Forestiers
and
were
soon
rolling
along
in
a
cab
side
by
side
.
Duroy
could
think
of
nothing
to
say
;
he
felt
impelled
to
clasp
her
in
his
arms
.
"
If
I
should
dare
,
what
would
she
do
?
"
thought
he
.
The
recollection
of
their
conversation
at
dinner
emboldened
,
but
the
fear
of
scandal
restrained
him
.
Mme.
de
Marelle
reclined
silently
in
her
corner
.
He
would
have
thought
her
asleep
,
had
he
not
seen
her
eyes
glisten
whenever
a
ray
of
light
penetrated
the
dark
recesses
of
the
carriage
.
Of
what
was
she
thinking
?
Suddenly
she
moved
her
foot
,
nervously
,
impatiently
.
That
movement
caused
him
to
tremble
,
and
turning
quickly
,
he
cast
himself
upon
her
,
seeking
her
lips
with
his
.
She
uttered
a
cry
,
attempted
to
repulse
him
and
then
yielded
to
his
caresses
as
if
she
had
not
the
strength
to
resist
.
The
carriage
stopped
at
her
door
,
but
she
did
not
rise
;
she
did
not
move
,
stunned
by
what
had
just
taken
place
.
Fearing
that
the
cabman
would
mistrust
something
,
Duroy
alighted
from
the
cab
first
and
offered
his
hand
to
the
young
woman
.
Finally
she
got
out
,
but
in
silence
.
Georges
rang
the
bell
,
and
when
the
door
was
opened
,
he
asked
timidly
:
"
When
shall
I
see
you
again
?
"
She
whispered
so
low
that
he
could
barely
hear
her
:
"
Come
and
lunch
with
me
to-morrow
.
"
With
those
words
she
disappeared
.
