I will stay with my uncle during that time; for I shall not leave the old man again," replied Philippe.
"Vedie," cried Flore, "run to the hotel, and tell Monsieur Gilet that I beg him--" "-- to come and get his belongings," said Philippe, interrupting Flore's message.
"Yes, yes, Vedie; that will be a good pretext to see me; I must speak to him." Terror controlled her hatred; and the shock which her whole being experienced when she first encountered this strong and pitiless nature was now so overwhelming that she bowed before Philippe just as Rouget had been in the habit of bending before her.

She anxiously awaited Vedie's return.

The woman brought a formal refusal from Max, who requested Mademoiselle Brazier to send his things to the hotel de la Poste.
"Will you allow me to take them to him ?" she said to Jean-Jacques Rouget.
"Yes, but will you come back ?" said the old man.
"If Mademoiselle is not back by midday, you will give me a power of attorney to attend to your property," said Philippe, looking at Flore.
"Take Vedie with you, to save appearances, mademoiselle.

In future you are to think of my uncle's honor." Flore could get nothing out of Max.

Desperate at having allowed himself, before the eyes of the whole town, to be routed out of his shameless position, Gilet was too proud to run away from Philippe.