"Yes, you saw that: he was consoling me."
"That's exactly what he mustn't do. That's exactly what he mustn't be allowed to do. Oh, Mathilde, I am an old woman and I am your mother, especially now that you have no mother of your own, and I am Addie's mother . . . and I understand, I understand everything . . . because I myself have suffered so much. . . ."
"Addie's coming downstairs, Mamma."
"Promise me, dear . . . to be careful."
"I . . . I will be careful."
"And forgive me, forgive me for everything that I have dared to say. Kiss me. Oh, I long so intensely . . . for you and Addie to be happy again!"
She took Mathilde in her arms, passionately, and kissed her twice, three times.
Addie entered.
"I'm ready, Mamma. The carriage is waiting."
"I'm coming, I'm coming, my boy."
