It was not expected that she should show herself.

At about noon, as soon as her uncle had started, her aunt came to her and asked her whether she was ready to see M.Urmand.
'I am ready,' said Marie, rising from her seat, and standing upright before her aunt.
'And where will you see him, dear ?' 'Wherever he pleases,' said Marie, with something that was again almost savage in her voice.
'Shall he come up-stairs to you ?' 'What, here ?' 'No; he cannot come here.

You might go into the little sitting-room.' 'Very well.

I will go into the little sitting room.' Then without saying another word she got up, left the room, and went along the passage to the chamber in question.

It was a small room, furnished, as they all thought at Granpere, with Parisian elegance, intended for such visitors to the hotel as might choose to pay for the charm and luxury of such an apartment.