"I listened to her with great patience. There were certainly parts of
her recital sufficiently cruel and mortifying; for the intention, at
least, of the infidelity was so obvious, that she had not even taken
the trouble to disguise it. She could never have imagined that G----
M---- meant to venerate her as a vestal. She must therefore clearly
have made up her mind to pass at least one night with him. What an
avowal for a lover's ears! However, I considered myself as partly the
cause of her guilt, by having been the first to let her know G----
M----'s sentiments towards her, and by the silly readiness with which I
entered into this rash project. Besides, by a natural bent of my mind,
peculiar I believe to myself, I was duped by the ingenuousness of her
story--by that open and winning manner with which she related even the
circumstances most calculated to annoy me. 'There is nothing of wanton
vice,' said I to myself, 'in her transgressions; she is volatile and
imprudent, but she is sincere and affectionate.' My love alone
rendered me blind to all her faults. I was enchanted at the prospect
of rescuing her that very night from my rival. I said to her: 'With
whom do you mean to pass the night?' She was evidently disconcerted by
the question, and answered me in an embarrassed manner with BUTS and
IFS.
"I felt for her, and interrupted her by saying that I at once expected
her to accompany me.
"'Nothing can give me more pleasure,' said she; 'but you don't approve
then of my project?'
"'Is it not enough,' replied I, 'that I approve of all that you have,
up to this moment, done?'
"'What,' said she, 'are we not even to take the ten thousand francs
with us? Why, he gave me the money; it is mine.'
"I advised her to leave everything, and let us think only of escaping
for although I had been hardly half an hour with her, I began to dread
the return of G---- M----. However, she so earnestly urged me to
consent to our going out with something in our pockets, that I thought
myself bound to make her, on my part, some concession, in return for
all she yielded to me.
"While we were getting ready for our departure, I heard someone knock
at the street door. I felt convinced that it must be G---- M----; and
in the heat of the moment, I told Manon, that as sure as he appeared I
would take his life. In truth, I felt that I was not sufficiently
recovered from my late excitement to be able to restrain my fury if I
met him. Marcel put an end to my uneasiness, by handing me a letter
which he had received for me at the door; it was from M. de T----.
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