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Mme.
de
Marelle
started
;
her
tears
continued
to
flow
.
She
rose
.
Duroy
saw
that
she
was
going
to
leave
him
without
a
word
of
reproach
or
pardon
,
and
he
felt
humbled
,
humiliated
.
He
seized
her
gown
and
implored
:
"
Do
not
leave
me
thus
.
"
She
looked
at
him
with
that
despairing
,
tearful
glance
so
charming
and
so
touching
,
which
expresses
all
the
misery
pent-up
in
a
woman
's
heart
,
and
stammered
:
"
I
have
nothing
--
to
say
;
I
can
do
nothing
.
You
--
you
are
right
;
you
have
made
a
good
choice
.
"
And
disengaging
herself
she
left
the
room
.
With
a
sigh
of
relief
at
escaping
so
easily
,
he
repaired
to
Mme.
Forestier
's
,
who
asked
him
:
"
Have
you
told
Mme.
de
Marelle
?
"
He
replied
calmly
:
"
Yes
.
"
"
Did
it
affect
her
?
"
"
Not
at
all
.
On
the
contrary
,
she
thought
it
an
excellent
plan
.
"
The
news
was
soon
noised
abroad
.
Some
were
surprised
,
others
pretended
to
have
foreseen
it
,
and
others
again
smiled
,
inferring
that
they
were
not
at
all
astonished
.
The
young
man
,
who
signed
his
articles
,
"
D.
de
Cantel
,
"
his
"
Echoes
,
"
"
Duroy
,
"
and
his
political
sketches
,
"
Du
Roy
,
"
spent
the
best
part
of
his
time
with
his
betrothed
,
who
had
decided
that
the
date
fixed
for
the
wedding
should
be
kept
secret
,
that
the
ceremony
should
be
celebrated
in
the
presence
of
witnesses
only
,
that
they
should
leave
the
same
evening
for
Rouen
,
and
that
the
day
following
they
should
visit
the
journalist
's
aged
parents
and
spend
several
days
with
them
.
Duroy
had
tried
to
persuade
Madeleine
to
abandon
that
project
,
but
not
succeeding
in
his
efforts
he
was
finally
compelled
to
submit
.
