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Duroy
retreated
,
for
he
heard
the
rustling
of
skirts
.
Soon
there
was
a
knock
at
his
door
,
which
he
opened
,
and
Mme.
de
Marelle
rushed
in
,
crying
:
"
Did
you
hear
?
"
Georges
feigned
ignorance
of
the
matter
.
"
No
;
what
?
"
"
How
they
insulted
me
?
"
"
Who
?
"
"
Those
miserable
people
below
.
"
"
Why
,
no
;
what
is
it
?
Tell
me
.
"
She
sobbed
and
could
not
speak
.
He
was
forced
to
place
her
upon
his
bed
and
to
lay
a
damp
cloth
upon
her
temples
.
When
she
grew
calmer
,
anger
succeeded
her
agitation
.
She
wanted
Duroy
to
go
downstairs
at
once
,
to
fight
them
,
to
kill
them
.
He
replied
:
"
They
are
working-people
.
Just
think
,
it
would
be
necessary
to
go
to
court
where
you
would
be
recognized
;
one
must
not
compromise
oneself
with
such
people
.
"
She
said
:
"
What
shall
we
do
?
I
can
not
come
here
again
.
"
He
replied
:
"
That
is
very
simple
.
I
will
move
.
"
