This I did, not out of pique or wounded pride, which I no more, God knows, harboured against her than against a bird; but that I might not in my new prosperity forget the light in which such a woman, young, spoiled, and beautiful, must still regard me.
Keeping to this inoffensive posture, I was the more hurt when I found her gratitude fade with the hour.

After the first two days, during which I remarked that she was very silent, seldom speaking to me or looking at me, she resumed much of her old air of disdain.

For that I cared little; but she presently went farther, and began to rake up the incidents which had happened at St.Jean d'Angely, and in which I had taken part.

She continually adverted to my poverty while there, to the odd figure I had cut, and the many jests her friends had made at my expense.

She seemed to take a pleasure positively savage in these, gibing at me sometimes so bitterly as to shame and pain me, and bring the colour to Madame de Rosny's cheeks.
To the time we had spent together, on the other hand, she never or rarely referred.