VIII

There was but one remedy to be applied to my unbearable malady--

that remedy which had already been successful in the case of my

suspicions of my mother. I must at once proceed to place the real

in opposition to the suggestions of imagination. I must seek the

presence of the man whom I suspected, look him straight in the

face, and see him as he was, not as my fancy, growing more feverish

day by day, represented him. Then I should discern whether I had

or had not been the sport of a delusion; and the sooner I resorted

to this test the better, for my sufferings were terribly increased

by solitude.

My head became confused; at last I ceased even to doubt. That

which ought to have been only a faint indication, assumed to my

mind the importance of an overwhelming proof. In the interest of

my inquiry itself it was full time to resist this, if I were ever

to pursue my inquiry farther, or else I should fall into the

nervous state which I knew so well, and which rendered any kind of

action in cold blood impossible to me.

I made up my mind to leave Compiegne, see my stepfather, and form

my judgment of whether there was or was not anything in my

suspicions upon the first effect produced on him by my sudden and

unexpected appearance before him. I founded this hope on an

argument which I had already used in the case of my mother, namely,

that if M. Termonde had really been concerned in the assassination

of my father, he had dreaded my aunt's penetration beyond all

things. Their relations had been formal, with an undercurrent of

enmity on her part which had assuredly not escaped a man so astute

as he. If he were guilty, would he not have feared that my aunt

would have confided her thoughts to me on her death-bed? The

attitude that he should assume towards me, at and after our first

interview, would be a proof, complete in proportion to its

suddenness, and he must have no time for preparation.

I returned to Paris, therefore, without having informed even my

valet of my intention, and proceeded almost immediately to my

mother's hotel.

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