In turn we took farewell of her and of madame. But, as I was going out, she called me.
"In a minute, Vohrenlorf," I cried, waving my hand toward the door. The rest passed out. Madame had wandered restlessly to the fireplace at the other end of the room. I returned to Coralie's sofa.
"You're going too?" she asked.
"Certainly," said I. "I must rest. I have to rise early, and it's close on two o'clock."
"You don't look sleepy."
"I depart from duty, not from inclination."
"You'll come to see me to-morrow?"
"If I possibly can. Could you doubt it?"
"And why might you possibly not be able?"
"I am a man of many occupations."