"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!"