"Where then?"
"At Dame Louise's.--I left her about an hour ago; I thought she was
about to return."
"We will wait for her," Gaguine said to me.
We entered the house, and I sat down beside him. We were silent; a
painful constraint was on us both. On the alert for the least sound,
sometimes we looked at each other stealthily, sometimes we cast our eyes
upon the door.
"I can stay here no longer!" said he, rising; "she will kill me with
anxiety. Come, let us look for her."
"Yes, let us do so!"
We went out; it was already night.
"Come, tell me what happened," demanded Gaguine, drawing his hat over
his eyes.
"Our interview lasted but five minutes at the utmost, and I spoke to her
as we agreed upon."
"Do you know," said he, "I think we had better separate. Let us look for
her each on his own responsibility; that is the quicker way to find her;
but in any case return to the house in an hour."