After a moment she replied:
“No.”
“Then the proof which destiny has given you of its wishes does not satisfy you?” he said, good-humoredly.
“We must not see each other again,” she declared.
“Very well. I will leave it to chance. It will not be for long. Meanwhile, I promise to make no effort to see you.”
“Nor to find out my name?”
“Yes, I promise you.”
“Good-by,” she said, giving him her hand.
“Au revoir,” he answered.
She moved away. When she reached the door, she seemed to hesitate. He was standing motionless by the chimney. Once more she said: