[The Widow Lerouge by Emile Gaboriau]@TWC D-Link bookThe Widow Lerouge CHAPTER V 35/56
What have I done ?" he asked. "Nothing." "Well, then, why-- ?" "My life is nothing more than a continual yawn," answered the young woman; "is it my fault? Do you think it very amusing to be your mistress? Look at yourself.
Does there exist another being as sad, as dull as you, more uneasy, more suspicious, devoured by a greater jealousy!" "Your reception of me, my dear Juliette," ventured Noel "is enough to extinguish gaiety and freeze all effusion.
Then one always fears when one loves!" "Really! Then one should seek a woman to suit oneself, or have her made to order; shut her up in the cellar, and have her brought upstairs once a day, at the end of dinner, during dessert, or with the champagne just by way of amusement." "I should have done better not to have come," murmured the advocate. "Of course.
I am to remain alone here, without anything to occupy me except a cigarette and a stupid book, that I go to sleep over? Do you call this an existence, never to budge out of the house even ?" "It is the life of all the respectable women that I know," replied the advocate drily. "Then I cannot compliment them on their enjoyment.
Happily, though, I am not a respectable woman, and I can tell you I am tired of living more closely shut up than the wife of a Turk, with your face for sole amusement." "You live shut up, you ?" "Certainly!" continued Juliette, with increased bitterness.
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