I could not restrain an angry movement.

"And this is the man she loves!" I said, rising abruptly.

Raymond, terrified by my action, had buried himself anew under the

bedclothes.

"Do you still have nervous paroxysms?" he cried, without showing his

face.

"No, no, I'm all right. Adieu, Monsieur Raymond! be happy; and, above

all things, make Nicette happy."

With that, I left him, returned to my own room, and locked the door.

There I could at least give free vent to the passions which agitated me,

and which I had had the strength to restrain in Raymond's presence. My

heart was torn by love, jealousy, anger, and the most profound

melancholy in turn. I tried to regain my self-control and to overcome a

weakness at which I blushed; then I went out. For a week I courted the

distractions of society and abandoned myself to what men call pleasure.

But those things that once attracted me no longer had the slightest

charm for me. I went to the theatre, to balls, concerts, the most

brilliant parties; everywhere I was bored and discontented; wherever I

went, I carried in the depths of my heart a melancholy, a depression

which I could not overcome.

I was always delighted to go home; I was happier there; I sought new

suffering in my memories; but that very suffering had a charm for me

which I failed to find in society. But if I wished to forget _her_, I

must needs leave those lodgings. How could I fail to think of her in

that room, on that bed where she had slept! everything there reminded me

of her and fed my love for her. I felt that I must go away; that I must

leave Paris, where life had become unendurable to me. Distance, change

of scene, and time, which, they say, triumphs over everything,--those

were the remedies with which I must treat the insane passion that held

sway in my heart. I would go to see my sister; she had ceased to expect

me, but she would be none the less glad to see me; at all events, I

should find there people who loved me. It seemed to me that that would

do me good. My preparations were soon made. I locked the door of my

lodgings, which I retained, although I was resolved never to occupy them

again. I forbade Madame Dupont to let anyone enter except herself; she

was to take care of them. I paid two quarters' rent in advance, and

started for my sister's.

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