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"
Do
you
really
believe
that
she
’
ll
ever
come
back
to
you
?
"
I
asked
.
"
I
want
her
to
know
that
if
the
worst
comes
to
the
worst
she
can
count
on
me
.
That
’
s
what
I
want
you
to
tell
her
.
"
I
took
a
sheet
of
paper
.
"
What
is
it
exactly
you
wish
me
to
say
?
"
This
is
what
I
wrote
:
DEAR
MRS
.
STROEVE
,
Dirk
wishes
me
to
tell
you
that
if
at
any
time
you
want
him
he
will
be
grateful
for
the
opportunity
of
being
of
service
to
you
.
He
has
no
ill
-
feeling
towards
you
on
account
of
anything
that
has
happened
His
love
for
you
is
unaltered
.
You
will
always
find
him
at
the
following
address
:
But
though
I
was
no
less
convinced
than
Stroeve
that
the
connection
between
Strickland
and
Blanche
would
end
disastrously
,
I
did
not
expect
the
issue
to
take
the
tragic
form
it
did
.
The
summer
came
,
breathless
and
sultry
,
and
even
at
night
there
was
no
coolness
to
rest
one
’
s
jaded
nerves
.
The
sun
-
baked
streets
seemed
to
give
back
the
heat
that
had
beat
down
on
them
during
the
day
,
and
the
passers
-
by
dragged
their
feet
along
them
wearily
.
I
had
not
seen
Strickland
for
weeks
.
Occupied
with
other
things
,
I
had
ceased
to
think
of
him
and
his
affairs
.
Dirk
,
with
his
vain
lamentations
,
had
begun
to
bore
me
,
and
I
avoided
his
society
.
It
was
a
sordid
business
,
and
I
was
not
inclined
to
trouble
myself
with
it
further
.
One
morning
I
was
working
.
I
sat
in
my
Pyjamas
.
My
thoughts
wandered
,
and
I
thought
of
the
sunny
beaches
of
Brittany
and
the
freshness
of
the
sea
.
By
my
side
was
the
empty
bowl
in
which
the
concierge
had
brought
me
my
cafe
au
lait
and
the
fragment
of
croissant
which
I
had
not
had
appetite
enough
to
eat
.
I
heard
the
concierge
in
the
next
room
emptying
my
bath
.
There
was
a
tinkle
at
my
bell
,
and
I
left
her
to
open
the
door
.
In
a
moment
I
heard
Stroeve
’
s
voice
asking
if
I
was
in
.
Without
moving
,
I
shouted
to
him
to
come
.
He
entered
the
room
quickly
,
and
came
up
to
the
table
at
which
I
sat
.
"
She
’
s
killed
herself
,
"
he
said
hoarsely
.
