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gestures, the same way of wearing her hair. Had she
played me this last trick? Had she come to me straight
from her “friend”?
Warned by these details, I recapitulated the part I
meant to play. While I accompanied her to the hotel
she was depressed and ill at ease, but she kept her
selfpossession. She questioned me very intelligently on the
projected divorce proceedings, and when she found that I
exhibited no trace of grief or emotion, she dropped her
woe-begone aspect and began to treat me, as far as she
dared, with a certain condescension.
During the interview she reminded me so much of her
friend that I was tempted to ask for news of the lady.
I was especially struck by a very tragic pose, a favourite
one of her friend’s, a pose which was accompanied by a
certain gesture of the hand which rested on the table...
ugh!
I rang for wine. She drank greedily and became
sentimental.
I took the opportunity to ask after the little ones.
She burst into tears; she said that she had suffered
greatly during the past week; from morning till night
the children had worried her with questions about their
father; she did not see how they could get on without me.
All at once she noticed the absence of my
weddingring; she became agitated.
“Your wedding-ring?” she gasped breathlessly.
“I sold it in Geneva. There’s no need to ask what I
did with the money.”
She grew pale.
“Then we are quits. Shall we make a fresh start?”
“Is that what you call fair play? You committed an
act fraught with tragic consequences for the whole
family, for through it I am compelled to doubt the
legitimacy of my children. You are guilty of having
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