Indeed, I think you are rather worse.' 'Heaven forgive me, Miss Vivian, I believe I am!' he cried.

'Heaven will easily forgive you; you are on the wrong road.

To catch up with your happiness, which has been running away from you, you must take another; you must travel in the same direction as Blanche; you must not separate yourself from your wife.' At the sound of Blanche's name he jumped up and took his usual tone; he knew all about his wife, and needed no information.

But I made him sit down again, and I made him listen to me.

I made him listen for half an hour, and at the end of the time he was interested.