Micheline, wiping her beautiful eyes, still wet with tears, regained her apartment.
"Well," said Cayrol timidly, seeing the mistress standing silent and absorbed before him; "I see with pleasure that you are less agitated.
Did Mademoiselle Micheline give you good reasons ?" "Good reasons!" cried Madame Desvarennes with a violent gesture, last flash of the late storm.

"She cried, that's all.

And you know when she cries I no longer know what I do or say! She breaks my heart with her tears.

And she knows it.

Ah! it is a great misfortune to love children too much!" This energetic woman was conquered, and yet understood that she was wrong to allow herself to be conquered.