I thought she was going to
faint."

"Well, what did she say?"

"She said, 'He is sure to come here,' and she begged me to ask you to
forgive her."

"I have forgiven her, you may tell her. She was a good girl; but, after
all, like the others, and I ought to have expected what happened. I am
even grateful to her, for I see now what would have happened if I had
lived with her altogether. It was ridiculous."

"She will be very glad to find that you take it so well. It was quite
time she left you, my dear fellow. The rascal of an agent to whom she
had offered to sell her furniture went around to her creditors to find
out how much she owed; they took fright, and in two days she would have
been sold up."

"And now it is all paid?"

"More or less."

"And who has supplied the money?"

"The Comte de N. Ah, my dear friend, there are men made on purpose for
such occasions. To cut a long story short he gave her twenty thousand
francs, but he has had his way at last. He knows quite well that
Marguerite is not in love with him; but he is very nice with her all the
same. As you have seen, he has repurchased her horses, he has taken her
jewels out of pawn, and he gives her as much money as the duke used to
give her; if she likes to live quietly, he will stay with her a long
time."

"And what is she doing? Is she living in Paris altogether?"

"She would never go back to Bougival after you went. I had to go myself
and see after all her things, and yours, too. I made a package of them
and you can send here for them. You will find everything, except a
little case with your initials. Marguerite wanted to keep it. If you
really want it, I will ask her for it."

"Let her keep it," I stammered, for I felt the tears rise from my heart
to my eyes at the recollection of the village where I had been so happy,
and at the thought that Marguerite cared to keep something which had
belonged to me and would recall me to her. If she had entered at that
moment my thoughts of vengeance would have disappeared, and I should
have fallen at her feet.

"For the rest," continued Prudence, "I never saw her as she is now; she
hardly takes any sleep, she goes to all the balls, she goes to suppers,
she even drinks. The other day, after a supper, she had to stay in bed
for a week; and when the doctor let her get up, she began again at the
risk of her life. Shall you go and see her?"

"What is the good? I came to see you, because you have always been