He had not the least reason to suppose that she thought of him--excessive concentration of mind was the last vice of which he accused her.

But before the winter was over, he discovered that Mrs.
Gordon Wright was being talked about, and that his own name was, as the newspapers say, mentioned in connection with that of his friend's wife.
The discovery greatly disgusted him; Bernard Longueville's chronicler must do him the justice to say that it failed to yield him an even transient thrill of pleasure.

He thought it very improbable that this vulgar rumor had reached Gordon's ears; but he nevertheless--very naturally--instantly made up his mind to leave the house.

He lost no time in saying to Gordon that he had suddenly determined to go to California, and that he was sure he must be glad to get rid of him.
Gordon expressed no surprise and no regret.

He simply laid his hand on his shoulder and said, very quietly, looking at him in the eyes-- "Very well; the pleasantest things must come to an end." It was not till an hour afterwards that Bernard said to himself that his friend's manner of receiving the announcement of his departure had been rather odd.