I obeyed; what else was there to do?
It seemed to me that he grew paler as he ran over the index. However, his tone was altogether natural when he said:
"You will let me borrow it, of course?"
And he went out, casting me one defiant glance.
The day passed slowly. I did not see him again until evening. He was gay, very gay, and his gaiety hurt me.
When we had finished dinner, we went out and leaned on the balustrade of the terrace. From there out swept the desert, which the darkness was already encroaching upon from the east.
André broke the silence.
"By the way, I have returned your review to you. You were right, it is not interesting."
His expression was one of supreme amusement.