He mentioned it to his wife.
For some time past she had felt that antipathy prowling about her.
Sometimes, as she crossed the courtyard, she was oppressed, as it were, by malevolent glances which caused her to turn nervously toward the old cashier's corner.

This estrangement between the friends alarmed her, and she very quickly determined to put her husband on his guard against Planus's unpleasant remarks.
"Don't you see that he is jealous of you, of your position?
A man who was once his equal, now his superior, he can't stand that.

But why bother one's head about all these spiteful creatures?
Why, I am surrounded by them here." Risler looked at her with wide-open eyes:--"You ?" "Why, yes, it is easy enough to see that all these people detest me.
They bear little Chebe a grudge because she has become Madame Risler Aine.

Heaven only knows all the outrageous things that are said about me! And your cashier doesn't keep his tongue in his pocket, I assure you.

What a spiteful fellow he is!" These few words had their effect.