He made a gesture of impatience. "No, I tell you for the twentieth time
that is useless. The door of your house would be closed to me. I should
be dismissed from the paper, and we should not be able even to see one
another. That is a pretty result, at which I am sure to arrive by a
formal demand for you. They have promised you to the Marquis de
Cazolles. They hope that you will end by saying 'yes,' and they are
waiting for that."