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The
pictures
had
all
been
exhibited
.
M.
Walter
placed
the
lamp
on
the
table
and
greeted
the
last
arrival
,
while
Duroy
recommenced
alone
an
examination
of
the
canvas
,
as
if
he
could
not
tear
himself
away
.
What
should
he
do
?
He
heard
their
voices
and
their
conversation
.
Mme.
Forestier
called
him
;
he
hastened
toward
her
.
It
was
to
introduce
him
to
a
friend
who
was
on
the
point
of
giving
a
fete
,
and
who
wanted
a
description
of
it
in
"
La
Vie
Francaise
.
"
He
stammered
:
"
Certainly
,
Madame
,
certainly
.
"
Madame
de
Marelle
was
very
near
him
;
he
dared
not
turn
to
go
away
.
Suddenly
to
his
amazement
,
she
exclaimed
:
"
Good
evening
,
Bel-Ami
;
do
you
not
remember
me
?
"
He
turned
upon
his
heel
hastily
;
she
stood
before
him
smiling
,
her
eyes
overflowing
with
roguishness
and
affection
.
She
offered
him
her
hand
;
he
took
it
doubtfully
,
fearing
some
perfidy
.
She
continued
calmly
:
"
What
has
become
of
you
?
One
never
sees
you
!
"
Not
having
regained
his
self-possession
,
he
murmured
:
"
I
have
had
a
great
deal
to
do
,
Madame
,
a
great
deal
to
do
.
M.
Walter
has
given
me
another
position
and
the
duties
are
very
arduous
.
"
"
I
know
,
but
that
is
no
excuse
for
forgetting
your
friends
.
"
Their
conversation
was
interrupted
by
the
entrance
of
a
large
woman
,
decollette
,
with
red
arms
,
red
cheeks
,
and
attired
in
gay
colors
.
As
she
was
received
with
effusion
,
Duroy
asked
Mme.
Forestier
:
"
Who
is
that
person
?
"
"
Viscountess
de
Percemur
,
whose
nom
de
plume
is
'
Patte
Blanche
.
'
"
He
was
surprised
and
with
difficulty
restrained
a
burst
of
laughter
.
