I shall end by being seriously angry." Princess Gulof appeared to have entirely failed in her object.

It seemed to Mlle.

Moriaz that for the last twenty minutes she loved Count Larinski more than ever before.
The hour drew near; he was on the way; she had never been so impatient to see him.

She saw some one at the end of the terrace.

It was M.
Camille Langis, who was going towards the laboratory.
He turned his head, retraced his steps, and came to her.