with noise and bustle, that I realized my situation. I felt terribly downhearted. And so I was going away ! It's all over then ! Never again shall I see Juliette, never again ! At this moment I forgot all my suffering, my shame, my ruin, the irreparable conduct of Juliette and remembered only our brief moments of happiness, and I rebelled against the injustice of being separated from my well-beloved. Lirat meantime was saying:

" And then, if you only knew what a bliss it is to live among the lowly, to study their poor but worthy life, their resignation of martyrs, their. . . ."

I had a notion to escape his surveillance, to flee then and there. A foolish hope kept me from doing that. I said to myself : ' Celestine will no doubt bring word to Juliette that Lirat has been at the house, that he has led me away by force ; she will understand at once that something horrible is happening, that I am at this station, that I am going to leave. And she will come running.' I really believed she would. So strong was my faith that through the large open windows, I watched the people who were entering; I searched among the various groups, examined closely the dense crowd of passengers standing in front of the track gate. And whenever some elegant lady appeared I gave a start, ready to dart toward her. Lirat went on :

" And to think that there are some people who consider them brutes, these heroes ! Ah ! you will see those magnificent brutes with their horny hands, their eyes full of infinitude, and their backs which make one weep. "

Even on the platform I was still hoping for Juliette's arrival. Surely in a second she will be here, pale, vanquished, suppliant, with outstretched arms : " My Jean, my Jean, I was a bad woman, forgive me ! Don't bear me ill-will on account of that, don't forsake me. What do you expect me to become, without you? Oh, come