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"
Someone
is
coming
!
"
she
said
.
He
blew
out
the
light
.
"
Have
you
your
pistols
?
"
"
Why
?
"
"
Why
,
to
defend
yourself
,
"
replied
Emma
.
"
From
your
husband
?
Oh
,
poor
devil
!
"
And
Rodolphe
finished
his
sentence
with
a
gesture
that
said
,
"
I
could
crush
him
with
a
flip
of
my
finger
.
"
She
was
wonder-stricken
at
his
bravery
,
although
she
felt
in
it
a
sort
of
indecency
and
a
naive
coarseness
that
scandalised
her
.
Rodolphe
reflected
a
good
deal
on
the
affair
of
the
pistols
.
If
she
had
spoken
seriously
,
it
was
very
ridiculous
,
he
thought
,
even
odious
;
for
he
had
no
reason
to
hate
the
good
Charles
,
not
being
what
is
called
devoured
by
jealousy
;
and
on
this
subject
Emma
had
taken
a
great
vow
that
he
did
not
think
in
the
best
of
taste
.
Besides
,
she
was
growing
very
sentimental
.
She
had
insisted
on
exchanging
miniatures
;
they
had
cut
off
handfuls
of
hair
,
and
now
she
was
asking
for
a
ring
--
a
real
wedding-ring
,
in
sign
of
an
eternal
union
.
She
often
spoke
to
him
of
the
evening
chimes
,
of
the
voices
of
nature
.
Then
she
talked
to
him
of
her
mother
--
hers
!
and
of
his
mother
--
his
!
Rodolphe
had
lost
his
twenty
years
ago
.
Emma
none
the
less
consoled
him
with
caressing
words
as
one
would
have
done
a
lost
child
,
and
she
sometimes
even
said
to
him
,
gazing
at
the
moon
