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I did not sleep on the way to Paris Once there, as I going to

do? I did not know; I only knew that it uerite I went to e my clothes, and, as the weather

was fine and it was still early, I made my way to the Chauerite's carriage, at so from the Rond-Point to the Place de la Concorde She had

repurchased her horses, for the carriage was just as I was accustomed

to see it, but she was not in it Scarcely had I noticed this fact, when

looking around uerite on foot, accompanied by a woman whom

I had never seen

As she passed htened about

her lips For my part, iving a cold expression to my face, as I bowed coldly to

e, into which she

got with her friend

I knew Marguerite: this unexpectedmust certainly have upset

her No doubt she had heard that I had gone away, and had thus been

reassured as to the consequences of our rupture; but, seeingherself face to face with me, pale as I was, she must

have realized that I had not returned without purpose, and she must have