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And
he
knew
that
his
calculation
had
been
right
when
,
on
entering
the
room
,
he
saw
Emma
turn
pale
.
She
was
alone
.
The
day
was
drawing
in
.
The
small
muslin
curtain
along
the
windows
deepened
the
twilight
,
and
the
gilding
of
the
barometer
,
on
which
the
rays
of
the
sun
fell
,
shone
in
the
looking-glass
between
the
meshes
of
the
coral
.
Rodolphe
remained
standing
,
and
Emma
hardly
answered
his
first
conventional
phrases
.
"
I
,
"
he
said
,
"
have
been
busy
.
I
have
been
ill
.
"
"
Seriously
?
"
she
cried
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Rodolphe
,
sitting
down
at
her
side
on
a
footstool
,
"
no
;
it
was
because
I
did
not
want
to
come
back
.
"
"
Why
?
"
"
Can
you
not
guess
?
"
He
looked
at
her
again
,
but
so
hard
that
she
lowered
her
head
,
blushing
.
He
went
on
--
"
Emma
!
"
