There stood her husband on the threshold, scowling at her, with his hat on, and his hands thrust doggedly into his pockets.

Trudaine's servant announced him, with an insolent smile, during the pause that followed the discovery.

"Citizen Superintendent Danville, to visit the citoyenne, his wife," said the fellow, making a mock bow to his master.
Rose looked at her brother, then advanced a few paces toward the door.
"This is a surprise," she said, faintly; "has anything happened?
We--we didn't expect you." Her voice failed her as she saw her husband advancing, pale to his very lips with suppressed anger.
"How dare you come here, after what I told you ?" he asked, in quick, low tones.
She shrank at his voice almost as if he had struck her.

The blood flew into her brother's face as he noticed the action; but he controlled himself, and, taking her hand, led her in silence to a chair.
"I forbid you to sit down in his house," said Danville, advancing still; "I order you to come back with me! Do you hear?
I order you." He was approaching nearer to her, when he caught Trudaine's eye fixed on him, and stopped.

Rose started up, and placed herself between them.
"Oh, Charles, Charles!" she said to her husband, "be friends with Louis to-night, and be kind again to me.