Before an hour had elapsed, the entire Faubourg had flocked to the neighbouring windows.

The lovers must have worked the whole night to pierce the opening and place the door there.

They could now go freely from one house to the other.

The scandal was revived, everyone felt less pity for Adelaide, who was certainly the disgrace of the suburb; she was reproached more wrathfully for that door, that tacit, brutal admission of her union, than even for her two illegitimate children.

"People should at least study appearances," the most tolerant women would say.