'Then follow her yourself!' continued the relentless logician. 'I know
my Desforges. He's a character, don't you make any mistake. I made a
study of him once, when I was still fool enough to believe that
observation led to talent. This man is an astonishing compound of order
and disorder, of libertinism and hygiene. Their meetings are no doubt
regulated, like all else in his life,--once a week, at the same
hour,--not in the morning, which would interfere with his exercise,--not
too late in the afternoon, which would interfere with his visits and his
game of bézique at the club. Watch her. Before a week is over you will
know the truth. I wish I could say that I had any doubt concerning the
result of the experiment And it is I, my poor boy, who led you into this
mire! You were so happy here until I took you by the hand and introduced
you to that wicked world where you met this monster. If it hadn't been
she it would have been another. I seem to bring misfortune on all those
I love. But tell me you forgive me! I have such need of your friendship.
Come, don't say no!'
Then, as Claude held out his hands, René grasped them fervently, and
sinking down into a chair--the same in which Suzanne had sat--he burst
into tears and exclaimed, 'My God, what suffering this is!'
* * * * *
Claude had given his friend a week. Before the end of the fourth day
René called at the Sainte-Euverte mansion in a state of such agitation
that Ferdinand could not repress an exclamation as he opened the door.
'My poor Monsieur Vincy,' said the worthy man, 'are you going to kill
yourself with work like master?'
Claude was seated at his writing-table in the famous 'torture-chamber,'
smoking as he worked, but, on seeing René, he threw down his cigarette,
and a look of intense anxiety came into his face as he cried, '_Mon
Dieu!_ What has happened?'
'You were right,' replied the poet, in a choking voice, 'she is the
vilest of women.'
'Except one,' remarked Claude bitterly, and, parodying Chamfort's
celebrated phrase, added, 'Colette must not be discouraged. But what
have you done?'
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