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The
child
entered
,
paused
in
surprise
,
then
ran
toward
Duroy
clapping
her
hands
,
delighted
to
see
him
,
and
crying
:
"
Ah
,
'
Bel
-
Ami
!
'
"
Mme.
de
Marelle
laughed
.
"
Bel-Ami
!
Laurine
has
christened
you
.
It
is
a
pretty
name
.
I
shall
call
you
Bel-Ami
,
too
!
"
He
took
the
child
upon
his
knee
.
At
twenty
minutes
of
three
he
rose
to
go
to
the
office
;
at
the
half-open
door
he
whispered
:
"
To-morrow
,
five
o'clock
.
"
The
young
woman
replied
:
"
Yes
,
"
with
a
smile
and
disappeared
.
After
he
had
finished
his
journalistic
work
,
he
tried
to
render
his
apartments
more
fit
to
receive
his
expected
visitor
.
He
was
well
satisfied
with
the
results
of
his
efforts
and
retired
,
lulled
to
rest
by
the
whistling
of
the
trains
.
Early
the
next
morning
he
bought
a
cake
and
a
bottle
of
Madeira
.
He
spread
the
collation
on
his
dressing-table
which
was
covered
with
a
napkin
.
Then
he
waited
.
She
came
at
a
quarter
past
five
and
exclaimed
as
she
entered
:
"
Why
,
it
is
nice
here
.
But
there
were
a
great
many
people
on
the
stairs
.
"
He
took
her
in
his
arms
and
kissed
her
hair
.
An
hour
and
a
half
later
he
escorted
her
to
a
cab-stand
on
the
Rue
de
Rome
.
When
she
was
seated
in
the
cab
,
he
whispered
:
"
Tuesday
,
at
the
same
hour
.
"
She
repeated
his
words
,
and
as
it
was
night
,
she
kissed
him
.
Then
as
the
cabman
started
up
his
horse
,
she
cried
:
"
Adieu
,
Bel-Ami
!
"
and
the
old
coupe
rumbled
off
.
For
three
weeks
Duroy
received
Mme.
de
Marelle
every
two
or
three
days
,
sometimes
in
the
morning
,
sometimes
in
the
evening
.
As
he
was
awaiting
her
one
afternoon
,
a
noise
on
the
staircase
drew
him
to
his
door
.
A
child
screamed
.
A
man
's
angry
voice
cried
:
"
What
is
the
brat
howling
about
?
"
A
woman
's
voice
replied
:
"
Nicolas
has
been
tripped
up
on
the
landing-place
by
the
journalist
's
sweetheart
.
"
