And the young girl was quite overcome as she recognised Felicien.

He was dressed simply, like a journeyman artist, whose hands are white.

Since she no longer went to him he had come to her, after days of vain expectation and of anxious uncertainty, during which he had constantly said to himself that she did not yet love him, since she remained hidden from him.
"Look, my dear child, here is something which will be of particular interest to you," explained Hubert.

"Monsieur wishes to give orders for an exceptional piece of work.

And, upon my word, that we might talk of it at our ease, I preferred that he should come up here at once.