"Well," she said, "what of that, since it is they who are loved!—"
"No, madame," Guy replied, "I love you. I may say so, because you are a virtuous woman, and I have no right to take you away, do you understand? because I love you."
He, too, had summoned all his strength to impart to his confession, which he would have expressed with ardor, the cold tone of a phrase.
But that was enough. Adrienne recoiled before this avowal.
He loved her. He told her so!
It is true, she could not leave the mansion on his arm.
She rested her glance on Lissac and extended her hand to him, saying, as she felt suddenly recalled to herself:
"You are an honest man!"
"According to my moods," said Guy, with a sad smile.
The door of the little salon opened, and Ramel entered.