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entered　and　he　started　up。　Both　he　and　Mme。　Forestier　retired　to
their　rooms　to　obtain　some　rest。　At　eleven　o'clock　they　rose　and
lunched　together；　while　through　the　open　window　was　wafted　the
sweet；　perfumed　air　of　spring。　After　lunch；　Mme。　Forestier　proposed
that　they　take　a　turn　in　the　garden；　as　they　walked　slowly　along；
she　suddenly　said；　without　turning　her　head　toward　him；　in　a　low；
grave　voice：

〃Listen　to　me；　my　dear　friend；　I　have　already　reflected　upon　what
you　proposed　to　me；　and　I　cannot　allow　you　to　depart　without　a　word
of　reply。　I　will；　however；　say　neither　yes　nor　no。　We　will　wait；　we
will　see；　we　will　become　better　acquainted。　You　must　think　it　well
over　too。　Do　not　yield　to　an　impulse。　I　mention　this　to　you　before
even　poor　Charles　is　buried；　because　it　is　necessary；　after　what　you
have　said　to　me；　that　you　should　know　me　as　I　am；　in　order　not　to
cherish　the　hope　you　expressed　to　me　any　longer；　if　you　are　not　a
man　who　can　understand　and　bear　with　me。〃

〃Now　listen　carefully：　Marriage；　to　me；　is　not　a　chain　but　an
association。　I　must　be　free；　entirely　unfettered；　in　all　my　actions…
…my　coming　and　my　going；　I　can　tolerate　neither　control；　jealousy；
nor　criticism　as　to　my　conduct。　I　pledge　my　word；　however；　never　to
compromise　the　name　of　the　man　I　marry；　nor　to　render　him　ridiculous
in　the　eyes　of　the　world。　But　that　man　must　promise　to　look　upon　me
as　an　equal；　an　ally；　and　not　as　an　inferior；　or　as　an　obedient；
submissive　wife。　My　ideas；　I　know；　are　not　like　those　of　other
people；　but　I　shall　never　change　them。　Do　not　answer　me；　it　would　be
useless。　We　shall　meet　again　and　talk　it　all　over　later。　Now　take　a
walk；　I　shall　return　to　him。　Good…bye　until　to…night。〃

He　kissed　her　hand　and　left　her　without　having　uttered　a　word。　That
night　they　met　at　dinner；　directly　after　the　meal　they　sought　their
rooms；　worn　out　with　fatigue。

Charles　Forestier　was　buried　the　next　day　in　the　cemetery　at　Cannes
without　any　pomp；　and　Georges　returned　to　Paris　by　the　express　which
left　at　one…thirty。　Mme。　Forestier　accompanied　him　to　the　station。
They　walked　up　and　down　the　platform　awaiting　the　hour　of　departure
and　conversing　on　indifferent　subjects。

The　train　arrived；　the　journalist　took　his　seat；　a　porter　cried：
〃Marseilles；　Lyons；　Paris！　All　aboard！〃　The　locomotive　whistled　and
the　train　moved　slowly　out　of　the　station。

The　young　man　leaned　out　of　the　carriage；　and　looked　at　the　youthful
widow　standing　on　the　platform　gazing　after　him。　Just　as　she　was
disappearing　from　his　sight；　he　threw　her　a　kiss；　which　she　returned
with　a　more　discreet　wave　of　her　hand。




CHAPTER　IX。

MARRIAGE


Georges　Duroy　resumed　his　old　habits。　Installed　in　the　cozy
apartments　on　Rue　de　Constantinople；　his　relations　with　Mme。　de
Marelle　became　quite　conjugal。

Mme。　Forestier　had　not　returned；　she　lingered　at　Cannes。　He；
however；　received　a　letter　from　her　announcing　her　return　about　the
middle　of　April；　but　containing　not　a　word　as　to　their　parting。　He
waited。　He　was　resolved　to　employ　every　means　to　marry　her　if　she
seemed　to　hesitate；　he　had　faith　in　his　good　fortune；　in　that　power
of　attraction　which　he　felt　within　hima　power　so　irresistible　that
all　women　yielded　to　it。

At　length　a　short　note　admonished　him　that　the　decisive　moment　had
arrived。

　　　　　〃I　am　in　Paris。　Come　to　see　me。〃

　　　　　〃Madeleine　Forestier。〃

Nothing　more。　He　received　it　at　nine　o'clock。　At　three　o'clock　of
the　same　day　he　called　at　her　house。　She　extended　both　hands　to　him
with　a　sweet　smile；　and　they　gazed　into　each　other's　eyes　for
several　seconds；　then　she　murmured：

〃How　kind　of　you　to　come！〃

He　replied：　〃I　should　have　come；　whensoever　you　bade　me。〃

They　sat　down；　she　inquired　about　the　Walters；　his　associates；　and
the　newspaper。

〃I　miss　that　very　much；〃　said　she。　〃I　had　become　a　journalist　in
spirit。　I　like　the　profession。〃　She　paused。　He　fancied　he　saw　in　her
smile；　in　her　voice；　in　her　words；　a　kind　of　invitation；　and
although　he　had　resolved　not　to　hasten　matters；　he　stammered：

〃Wellwhywhy　do　you　not　resumethat　professionunderthe　name
of　Duroy？〃

She　became　suddenly　serious；　and　placing　her　hand　on　his　arm；　she
said：　〃Do　not　let　us　speak　of　that　yet。〃

Divining　that　she　would　accept　him；　he　fell　upon　his　knees；　and
passionately　kissed　her　hands；　saying：

〃Thank　youthank　youhow　I　love　you。〃

She　rose；　she　was　very　pale。　Duroy　kissed　her　brow。　When　she　had
disengaged　herself　from　his　embrace；　she　said　gravely：　〃Listen；　my
friend；　I　have　not　yet　fully　decided；　but　my　answer　may　be　'yes。'
You　must　wait　patiently；　however；　until　I　disclose　the　secret　to
you。〃

He　promised　and　left　her；　his　heart　overflowing　with　joy。　He　worked
steadily；　spent　little；　tried　to　save　some　money　that　he　might　not
be　without　a　sou　at　the　time　of　his　marriage；　and　became　as　miserly
as　he　had　once　been　prodigal。　Summer　glided　by；　then　autumn；　and　no
one　suspected　the　tie　existing　between　Duroy　and　Mme。　Forestier；　for
they　seldom　met　in　public。

One　evening　Madeleine　said　to　him：　〃You　have　not　yet　told　Mme。　de
Marelle　our　plans？〃

〃No；　my　dear；　as　you　wished　them　kept　secret；　I　have　not　mentioned
them　to　a　soul。〃

〃Very　well；　there　is　plenty　of　time。　I　will　tell　the　Walters。〃

She　turned　away　her　head　and　continued：　〃If　you　wish；　we　can　be
married　the　beginning　of　May。〃

〃I　obey　you　in　all　things　joyfully。〃

〃The　tenth　of　May；　which　falls　on　Saturday；　would　please　me；　for　it
is　my　birthday。〃

〃Very　well；　the　tenth　of　May。〃

〃Your　parents　live　near　Rouen；　do　they　not？〃

〃Yes；　near　Rouen；　at　Canteleu。〃

〃I　am　very　anxious　to　see　them！〃

He　hesitated；　perplexed：　〃Butthey　are〃　Then　he　added　more
firmly：　〃My　dear；　they　are　plain；　country　people；　innkeepers；　who
strained　every　nerve　to　give　me　an　education。　I　am　not　ashamed　of
them；　but　theirsimplicitytheir　rusticity　might　annoy　you。〃

She　smiled　sweetly。　〃No；　I　will　love　them　very　much。　We　will　visit
them；　I　wish　to。　I；　too；　am　the　child　of　humble　parentsbut　I　lost
mineI　have　no　one　in　the　world〃she　held　out　her　hand　to　him
〃but　you。〃

He　was　affected；　conquered　as　he　had　never　been　by　any　woman。

〃I　have　been　thinking　of　something；〃　said　she；　〃but　it　is　difficult
to　explain。〃

He　asked：　〃What　is　it？〃

〃It　is　this：　I　am　like　all　women。　I　have　mymy　weaknesses。　I　should
like　to　bear　a　noble　name。　Can　you　not　on　the　occasion　of　our
marriage　change　your　name　somewhat？〃　She　blushed　as　if　she　had
proposed　something　indelicate。

He　replied　simply：　〃I　have　often　thought　of　it；　but　it　does　not　seem
easy　to　me。〃

〃Why　not？〃

He　laughed。　〃Because　I　am　afraid　I　should　be　ridiculed。〃

She　shrugged　her　shoulders。　〃Not　at　allnot　at　all。　Everyone　does
it；　and　no　one　laughs。　Separate　your　name　in　this　way：　Du　Roy。　It
sounds　very　well。〃

He　replied：　〃No；　that　will　not　do；　it　is　too　common　a　proceeding。　I
have　thought　of　assuming　the　name　of　my　native　place；　first　as　a
literary　pseudonym　and　then　as　my　surname　in　conjunction　with　Duroy；
which　might　later　on；　as　you　proposed；　be　separated。〃

She　asked：　〃Is　your　native　place　Canteleu？〃

〃Yes。〃

〃I　do　not　like　the　termination。　Could　we　not　modify　it？〃

She　took　a　pen　and　wrote　down　the　names　in　order　to　study　them。
Suddenly　she　cried：　〃Now　I　have　it；〃　and　held　toward　him　a　sheet　of
paper　on　which　was　written：　〃Mme。　Duroy　de　Cantel。〃

Gravely　he　replied：　〃Yes；　it　is　very　nice。〃

She　was　delighted；　and　repeated：　〃Duroy　de　Cantel。　Mme。　Duroy　de
Cantel。　It　is　excellent；　excellent！〃

Then　she　added　with　an　air　of　conviction：　〃You　will　see　how　easily
it　will　be　accepted　by　everyone！　After　to…morrow；　sign　your　articles
'D。　de　Cantel；'　and　your　'Echoes'　simply　'Duroy。'　That　is　done　on
the　press　every　day　and　no　one　will　be　surprised　to　see　you　take　a
nom　de　plume。　What　is　your　father's　name？〃

〃Alexandre。〃

She　murmured　〃Alexandre！〃　two　or　three　times　in　succession；　then　she
wrote　upon　a　blank　sheet：

〃M。　and　Mme。　Alexandre　du　Roy　de　Cantel　announce　the　marriage　of
their　son；　M。　Georges　du　Roy　de　Cantel　with　Mme。　Forestier。〃

She　examined　her　writing；　and；　charmed　with　the　effect；　exclaimed：
〃With　a　little　method　one　can　s