"No, not to the chapel."
"And you have not seen her?"
I was obliged to admit that I had seen her.
"Where then?"
"At Dame Louise's.—I left her about an hour ago; I thought she was about to return."
"We will wait for her," Gaguine said to me.
We entered the house, and I sat down beside him. We were silent; a painful constraint was on us both. On the alert for the least sound, sometimes we looked at each other stealthily, sometimes we cast our eyes upon the door.
"I can stay here no longer!" said he, rising; "she will kill me with anxiety. Come, let us look for her."
"Yes, let us do so!"
We went out; it was already night.