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If she is wise she will give
no encouragement, nourish no hopes that it may afterwards be beyond
her power to deny realization."
"How? You dare?"
"I know my world. And I know M. de La Tour d'Azyr," he answered her.
"He is a man without charity, without humanity almost; a man who
takes what he wants wherever he finds it and whether it is given
willingly or not; a man who reckons nothing of the misery he
scatters on his self-indulgent way; a man whose only law is force.
Ponder it, Climene, and ask yourself if I do you less than honour in
warning you."
He went out on that, feeling a degradation in continuing the subject.
The days that followed were unhappy days for him, and for at least
one other. That other was Leandre, who was cast into the profoundest
dejection by M. de La Tour d'Azyr's assiduous attendance upon Climene.
The Marquis was to be seen at every performance; a box was perpetually
reserved for him, and invariably he came either alone or else with his
cousin M. de Chabrillane.
On Tuesday of the following week, Andre-Louis went out alone early
in the morning.


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