“Saynothing，oralltheblamewillfallonyourmaster。“
Thenshewenthome，suddenlycalmed，andwithsomethingoftheserenityofonethathadperformedaduty。
WhenCharles，distractedbythenewsofthedistraint，returnedhome，Emmahadjustgoneout。Hecriedaloud，wept，fainted，butshedidnotreturn。Wherecouldshebe？HesentFelicitetoHomais，toMonsieurTuvache，toLheureux，tothe“Liond’Or，“
everywhere，andintheintervalsofhisagonyhesawhisreputationdestroyed，theirfortunelost，Berthe’sfutureruined。
Bywhat？——Notaword!Hewaitedtillsixintheevening。Atlast，unabletobearitanylonger，andfancyingshehadgonetoRouen，hesetoutalongthehighroad，walkedamile，metnoone，againwaited，andreturnedhome。Shehadcomeback。