She threw herself upon his breast, without tears, without sobs, but with a profound despair.
She wished to depart alone, but Zodomirsky insisted on leading her home.
Midnight was striking when he returned.
"You had better both retire," said Zodomirsky as he entered. "I have several letters to write before sleeping. At five we must be at the rendezvous."
I felt so wearied that I did not want telling twice. Pravdine passed into the saloon, I into Zodomirsky's bedroom, and the master of the house into his study.
The cool air of the morning woke me. I cast my eyes upon the window, where the dawn commenced to appear. I heard Pravdine also stirring. I passed into the saloon, where Zodomirsky immediately joined us. His face was pale but serene.
"Are the horses ready?" he inquired.
I made a sign in the affirmative.
"Then, let us start," he said.
We mounted into the carriage and drove off.