59/225 That day she was all in white, gowned in a white silk toilette of delicious and lustrous simplicity. "Ah! madame, you set a little springtide in my heart. Paris is so black and muddy this morning." However, a second guest entered the room, a tall and handsome man of five or six and thirty; and the Baron, still disturbed by his passion, profited by this opportunity to make his escape. He carried Duthil away into his study, saying, "Come here an instant, my dear fellow. I have a few more words to say to you about the affair in question. |