“Oh! What happiness!” she said, pressing him in her arms. “You are free!”
“No more creditors! I am my own master. You see it was a good inspiration. Justice willed it.”
Then interrupting him:
“Apropos of justice, you did not speak of Caffie the morning of your departure.”
“I was so preoccupied I had no time to think of Caffie.”
“Is it not curious, the coincidence of his death with the condemnation that we pronounced against him? Does it not prove exactly the justice of things?”
“If you choose.”
“As the money you won at Monaco proves to you that what is just will happen. Caffie is punished for all his rascalities and crimes, and you are rewarded for your sufferings.”
“Would it not have been just if Caffie had been punished sooner, and if I had suffered less?”
She remained silent.