And he sat down in the salon like a man spreading himself out in his own house. Marianne was meditating some scheme to get rid of him when the chamber-maid entered, presenting a note on a tray.
"What is that?"
"A messenger, madame, has brought this letter."
Marianne read the paper hurriedly.
Vaudrey observed that she blushed slightly.
"Is the messenger still there, Justine?"
"No, madame, he is gone. He said that there was no reply."
Marianne quickly tore in small pieces the note she had just read.
"Some annoyance?" asked Vaudrey.
"Yes, exactly."