"Well, are you ready, Madame?" demanded Dixmer.
"So soon?" murmured Geneviève.
"Oh, take your time, Madame," replied Dixmer; "I am in no hurry. Besides, I dare say Maurice will not be long, and I shall be delighted to thank him for all his kindness and hospitality toward you."
Geneviève trembled with terror at the idea of a meeting between her lover and husband. She automatically raised herself.
"It is finished, sir," said she, "and I am ready now."
Dixmer went out first, and the trembling Geneviève followed him with half-closed eyes, her head turned back to take a last fond look. They ascended the carriage which was waiting at the door. It rolled away.
As Geneviève had said, "It was finished."