He said nothing at all.
“Come, my friend!” she said a little impatiently. “Can you expect that I should enter into your heart and know its secrets? I have the most sympathetic nature in the world, but—”
He rose suddenly. He knew that phrase, that voice!
“What? Is it you?” he cried.
“I? Who? What is it that you mean?” she faltered.
“Mme. Sensobiareff!”
She gave a sigh that was like a groan.
“Yes,” she said. “See how I am obliged to gain my living! Ah, well! But why do you come here? Have you some trouble, my dear?”
“No! Listen! Don’t you know how dangerous this is? It’s illegal—it’s not allowed.”
“I do no harm.”