But it required Dorsenne to admit the like anomalies, and the rare sensation of being observed in his passionate frenzy attracted the young man to some one who was at once a sure confidant, a possible portrayer, a moral accomplice.

It was necessary now, but it would not be an easy matter, to make of him his involuntary detective.
"You see," resumed he suddenly, "to what miserable, detailed inquiries I have descended, I who always had a horror of espionage, as of some terrible degradation.

I shall question you frankly, for you are my friend.

And what a friend! I intended to use artifice with you at first, but I was ashamed.

Passion takes possession of me and distorts me.
No matter what infamy presents itself, I rush into it, and then I am afraid.