Her fear was intense lest, were they to find themselves face to face, something terrible might come to pass.

In her resolution there was mingled, besides a feeling of penitence, a wish to punish herself for some fault she might unintentionally have committed.
So, in her days of rigid humiliation, she condemned herself not even to glance once through the window, so sure was she of seeing on the banks of the Chevrotte the one whom she dreaded.

But, after a while, being sorely tempted, she looked out, and if it chanced that he were not there, she was sad and low-spirited until the following day.
One morning, when Hubert was arranging a dalmatic, a ring at the door-bell obliged him to go downstairs.

It must be a customer; no doubt an order for some article, as Hubertine and Angelique heard the hum of voices which came through the doorway at the head of the stairs, which remained open.

Then they looked up in great astonishment; for steps were mounting, and the embroiderer was bringing someone with him to the workroom, a most unusual occurrence.