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Duroy
gave
the
cabman
a
five-franc
piece
,
and
turned
away
with
a
triumphant
,
joyful
air
.
He
had
at
last
conquered
a
married
woman
!
A
woman
of
the
world
!
A
Parisian
!
How
easy
it
had
been
!
He
was
somewhat
nervous
the
following
day
as
he
ascended
Mme.
de
Marelle
's
staircase
.
How
would
she
receive
him
?
Suppose
she
forbade
him
to
enter
her
house
?
If
she
had
told
--
but
no
,
she
could
not
tell
anything
without
telling
the
whole
truth
!
He
was
master
of
the
situation
!
The
little
maid-servant
opened
the
door
.
She
was
as
pleasant
as
usual
.
Duroy
felt
reassured
and
asked
:
"
Is
Madame
well
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
;
as
well
as
she
always
is
,
"
was
the
reply
,
and
he
was
ushered
into
the
salon
.
He
walked
to
the
mantelpiece
to
see
what
kind
of
an
appearance
he
presented
:
he
was
readjusting
his
cravat
when
he
saw
in
the
mirror
the
young
woman
standing
on
the
threshold
looking
at
him
.
He
pretended
not
to
have
seen
her
,
and
for
several
moments
they
gazed
at
one
another
in
the
mirror
.
Then
he
turned
.
She
had
not
moved
;
she
seemed
to
be
waiting
.
He
rushed
toward
her
crying
:
"
How
I
love
you
!
"
He
clasped
her
to
his
breast
.
He
thought
:
"
It
is
easier
than
I
thought
it
would
be
.
All
is
well
.
"
He
looked
at
her
with
a
smile
,
without
uttering
a
word
,
trying
to
put
into
his
glance
a
wealth
of
love
.
She
too
smiled
and
murmured
:
"
We
are
alone
.
I
sent
Laurine
to
lunch
with
a
friend
.
"
He
sighed
,
and
kissing
her
wrists
said
:
"
Thanks
;
I
adore
you
.
"
She
took
his
arm
as
if
he
had
been
her
husband
,
and
led
him
to
a
couch
,
upon
which
they
seated
themselves
side
by
side
.
Duroy
stammered
,
incoherently
:
"
You
do
not
care
for
me
.
"
She
laid
her
hand
upon
his
lips
.
"
Be
silent
!
"
"
How
I
love
you
!
"
said
he
.
She
repeated
:
"
Be
silent
!
"
They
could
hear
the
servant
laying
the
table
in
the
dining-room
.
He
rose
:
"
I
can
not
sit
so
near
you
.
I
shall
lose
my
head
.
"
