He went to the shop daily, on quitting his office, and remained there until the arcade was closed at night.

He ran the errands, and handed Madame Raquin, who could only walk with difficulty, the small articles she required.

Then he seated himself and chatted.

He had acquired the gentle penetrating voice of an actor which he employed to flatter the ears and heart of the good old lady.

In a friendly way, he seemed particularly anxious about the health of Therese, like a tender-hearted man who feels for the sufferings of others.