"
"I swear to you, Juliette--"
"No, swear nothing; I should not believe you. Only remember, no attempt
at deceiving me, I forewarn you. I am a woman capable of revenge."
The advocate was evidently ill at ease. "The affair in question,"
stammered he, "can as well fail as succeed."
"Enough," interrupted Juliette; "your will shall be obeyed. I promise
that. Come, sir, kiss me. I am going to bed."
The door was hardly shut upon Noel when Charlotte was installed on the
divan near her mistress. Had the advocate been listening at the door,
he might have heard Madame Juliette saying, "No, really, I can no longer
endure him. What a bore he is, my girl. Ah! if I was not so afraid of
him, wouldn't I leave him at once? But he is capable of killing me!"
The girl vainly tried to defend Noel; but her mistress did not listen.
She murmured, "Why does he absent himself, and what is he plotting? An
absence of eight days is suspicious. Can he by any chance intend to be
married? Ah! if I only knew. You weary me to death, my good Noel, and I
am determined to leave you to yourself one of these fine mornings; but
I cannot permit you to quit me first.
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