They were apparently on the best of terms.

Since then we have not seen her again--nor the Vicomte.
Monsieur knows now as much as we know." "And how long ago is that ?" Duncombe asked quietly.
"A week to-night," Madame replied.
Duncombe laid down a roll of notes upon the table.
"I wish," he said, "to prove to you that I am in earnest.

I am therefore going to pay you the amount I promised, although I am perfectly well aware that the story of Madame is--false!" "Monsieur!" "As I remarked," he repeated, "false.

Now listen to me.

I want to tempt one of you, I don't care which, to break through this thieves' compact of yours.