Just as Marguerite was going to ring, I went up to her and said, "Good-evening." "Ah, it is you," she said, in a tone that by no means reassured me as to her pleasure in seeing me.
"Did you not promise me that I might come and see you to-day ?" "Quite right.

I had forgotten." This word upset all the reflections I had had during the day.
Nevertheless, I was beginning to get used to her ways, and I did not leave her, as I should certainly have done once.

We entered.

Nanine had already opened the door.
"Has Prudence come ?" said Marguerite.
"No, madame." "Say that she is to be admitted as soon as she comes.

But first put out the lamp in the drawing-room, and if any one comes, say that I have not come back and shall not be coming back." She was like a woman who is preoccupied with something, and perhaps annoyed by an unwelcome guest.