— 2 — SOLANGE IS AFRAIDWhen Charles Desgrez returned to his apartment he found Solange in a state of deep dejection; she had been anxious while he was abroad, and had brought herself to the point when she wished that they had never attended Maître Perrin’s party that he had given on her last birthday.
“Oh, Charles, see what it has entangled us in! I’m afraid, I can hardly endure to have you out of my sight. I know you don’t tell me everything, and that only makes it worse.”
Charles Desgrez embraced his wife warmly, feeling in her sweet presence even more than his usual pleasure after the hideous company he had been in, and the horrible places he had seen.
When he was with Solange, his arms round her waist and her cheek on his shoulder, he did indeed feel that he would willingly leave Pa
