His anguish was violent; when he recovered he continued:
"What is it in this way of living that has made you uneasy?"
"Your constant care not to commit yourself—"
"Commit myself how?"
"I do not know—"
"What else?"
"The anger that you show, or the embarrassment, when the name of Caffie is pronounced, Madame Dammauville's, and Florentin's—"
"And you conclude that my anger on hearing these three names—"
"Nothing—I am afraid—"