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At half-past three, just the hour at which the Bourse is in full blast of reports, monthly settlements, premiums, etc., Fouguereau entered the study, quite radiant with his news. "Monsieur, an old woman has come, but very cautiously; I think she's a sly one. She asked for monsieur, and seemed much annoyed when I told her he was out; then she gave me a letter for madame, and here it is."

He left the room, went down to the porter's lodge, and said to the porter, after making sure that they were alone: "Fouguereau, a hundred crowns if you tell me the truth; dismissal if you deceive me; and nothing at all if you ever speak of my question and your answer." He stopped to examine the man's face, leading him under the window. Then he continued: "Did madame go out this morning?"

At half-past three, just the hour at which the Bourse is in full blast of reports, monthly settlements, premiums, etc., Fouguereau entered the study, quite radiant with his news. "Monsieur, an old woman has come, but very cautiously; I think she's a sly one. She asked for monsieur, and seemed much annoyed when I told her he was out; then she gave me a letter for madame, and here it is."

Fevered with anxiety, Jules opened the letter; then he dropped into a chair, exhausted. The letter was mere nonsense throughout, and needed a key. It was virtually in cipher. "Go away, Fouguereau." The porter left him. "It is a mystery deeper than the sea below the plummet line! Ah! it must be love; love only is so sagacious, so inventive as this. Ah! I shall kill her."

"How do you feel now?" he said to his wife, in spite of the coldness that separated them. "Pretty well, Jules," she answered in a coaxing voice, "do come and dine beside me." "Very good," he said, giving her the letter. "Here is something Fouguereau gave me for you." Clemence, who was very pale, colored high when she saw the letter, and that sudden redness was a fresh blow to her husband.

Then, after floating for a time among a thousand contradictory ideas, he felt he was strongest in his own house, and he resolved to watch it as the ant-lion watches his sandy labyrinth. "Fouguereau," he said to the porter, "I am not at home to any one who comes to see me. If any one calls to see madame, or brings her anything, ring twice.

"How do you feel now?" he said to his wife, in spite of the coldness that separated them. "Pretty well, Jules," she answered in a coaxing voice, "do come and dine beside me." "Very good," he said, giving her the letter. "Here is something Fouguereau gave me for you." Clemence, who was very pale, colored high when she saw the letter, and that sudden redness was a fresh blow to her husband.

"Fouguereau, you will watch the door yourself to-day. I wish to know exactly who comes to the house, and who leaves it." Then he threw himself into a hackney-coach, and was driven to the hotel de Maulincour, where he asked for the baron. "Monsieur is ill," they told him. Jules insisted on entering, and gave his name. If he could not see the baron, he wished to see the vidame or the dowager.

He left the room, went down to the porter's lodge, and said to the porter, after making sure that they were alone: "Fouguereau, a hundred crowns if you tell me the truth; dismissal if you deceive me; and nothing at all if you ever speak of my question and your answer." He stopped to examine the man's face, leading him under the window. Then he continued: "Did madame go out this morning?"

Then, after floating for a time among a thousand contradictory ideas, he felt he was strongest in his own house, and he resolved to watch it as the ant-lion watches his sandy labyrinth. "Fouguereau," he said to the porter, "I am not at home to any one who comes to see me. If any one calls to see madame, or brings her anything, ring twice.

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