He bowed, and, bareheaded in the rain, turning round in his saddle, as long as he could see her, he looked at her.

He said again to himself what he had said the previous evening: "It is for the last time." With a charming gesture of both hands, she returned his farewell, and this gesture, repeated many times, brought her hands so near, so near her lips, that one might have fancied-- "Ah!" she thought, "if, after that, he does not understand that I love him, and does not forgive me my money!".