"By whom?"
"M. Rodin."
"That Djalma—"
"Had fallen violently in love, two days after I saw him."
"M. Rodin told you that!" cried M. de Montbron, as if struck with a sudden idea. "Why, it is he who told Djalma that you were in love with some one else."
"I!"
"And this it was which occasioned the poor youth's dreadful despair."
"It was this which occasioned my despair."
"You love him, then, just as he loves you!" exclaimed M. de Montbron, transported with joy.
"Love him!" said Mdlle. de Cardoville. A discreet knock at the door interrupted Adrienne.