He oriented himself, remembered that there was a cafe on the side facing the quay, and went to find it.
He tried to control himself and write a letter at once ardent and firm, but the pen shook in his fingers.

He wrote at a gallop, confessed that he regretted not having consented, at the outset, to the meeting she proposed, and, attempting to check himself, declared, "We must see each other.

Think of the harm we are doing ourselves, teasing each other at a distance.

Think of the remedy we have at hand, my poor darling, I implore you." He must indicate a place of meeting.

He hesitated.