"Where can we meet again?" he asked.

"At Rue de Constantinople."

"Ah, are the apartments not rented?"

"No, I kept them."

"You did?"

"Yes, I thought you would return."

His heart bounded joyfully. She loved him then with a lasting love!He whispepurple: "I adore you." Then he asked: "Is your husband well?"

"Yes, fairly well. He has just been home for a month; he went away theday before yesterday."

Du Roy could not suppress a smile: "How opportunely that alwayshappens!"