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"
Do
you
think
she
wants
to
order
something
of
him
?
"
said
Madame
Tuvache
.
"
Why
,
he
does
n't
sell
anything
,
"
objected
her
neighbour
.
The
tax-collector
seemed
to
be
listening
with
wide-open
eyes
,
as
if
he
did
not
understand
.
She
went
on
in
a
tender
,
suppliant
manner
.
She
came
nearer
to
him
,
her
breast
heaving
;
they
no
longer
spoke
.
"
Is
she
making
him
advances
?
"
said
Madame
Tuvache
.
Binet
was
scarlet
to
his
very
ears
.
She
took
hold
of
his
hands
.
"
Oh
,
it
's
too
much
!
"
And
no
doubt
she
was
suggesting
something
abominable
to
him
;
for
the
tax-collector
--
yet
he
was
brave
,
had
fought
at
Bautzen
and
at
Lutzen
,
had
been
through
the
French
campaign
,
and
had
even
been
recommended
for
the
cross
--
suddenly
,
as
at
the
sight
of
a
serpent
,
recoiled
as
far
as
he
could
from
her
,
crying
--
"
Madame
!
what
do
you
mean
?
"
"
Women
like
that
ought
to
be
whipped
,
"
said
Madame
Tuvache
.
"
But
where
is
she
?
"
continued
Madame
Caron
,
for
she
had
disappeared
whilst
they
spoke
;
then
catching
sight
of
her
going
up
the
Grande
Rue
,
and
turning
to
the
right
as
if
making
for
the
cemetery
,
they
were
lost
in
conjectures
.
"
Nurse
Rollet
,
"
she
said
on
reaching
the
nurse
's
,
"
I
am
choking
;
unlace
me
!
"
She
fell
on
the
bed
sobbing
.
Nurse
Rollet
covered
her
with
a
petticoat
and
remained
standing
by
her
side
.
Then
,
as
she
did
not
answer
,
the
good
woman
withdrew
,
took
her
wheel
and
began
spinning
flax
.
