They call this virtue; I call it social servitude.

But what matters the name?
the result is the same." "But, really, are you sure that Madame de Bergenheim loves you ?" asked Marillac, emphasizing the word "love" so strongly as to attract his friend's attention.
"Sure?
of course I am!" replied the latter.

"Why do you ask me ?" "Because, when you are not quite so angry, I want to ask you something." He hesitated a moment.

"If you learned that she cares more for another than for you, what would you do ?" Gerfaut looked at him and smiled disdainfully.
"Listen!" said he, "you have heard me storm and curse, and you took this nonsense for genuine hatred.

My good fellow! do you know why I raved in such a manner?
It was because, knowing my temperament, I felt the necessity of getting angry and giving vent to what was in my heart.