For he was now convinced that they were together.

The stillness of the night, interrupted only by the muffled sound of the cabs bowling along the boulevard, gave reality to the thoughts and images which tortured him.

He could see them.
Awakened with a start by the sound of singing on the pavement below, Madame Nanteuil returned to the thought with which she had fallen asleep.
"That's what I am always telling Felicie; one mustn't be discouraged.
One should not lose heart.

We all have our ups and downs in life." Chevalier nodded acquiescence.
"But those who suffer," he said, "only get what they deserve.

It needs but a moment to free oneself from all one's troubles.