This made him more angry. He said nothing to either of
them and went to sleep silently.
The fifth day she returned as before. He was sitting up by the
fireplace; his rent was due; he was quite cast down, and said:
"Dear, when my purse was full you never went away two whole days,
leaving me alone."
"You are to leave me, Ralph, forever!" But she was touched, and in the
morning said that she would come back at midday. Still no remittance. He
felt like a bear. Twelve o'clock came--Suzette did not appear. It
drifted on to one; he listened vainly for her feet upon the stairs. At
two he sat at the window watching; she entered at three, half mild, half
timorous, and gave him a paper of sugar plums.
"Where did those come from?" he asked, with a scowl.
"Fanchette gave them to me."
"I don't believe it; there is _kirsch wasser_ on your lips; you have
been drinking."
She drew her handkerchief from her pocket; a little box, gilt-edged,
came out with it, and rolled into the middle of the floor. Suzette
leaped for it with a quick pallor; he wrenched it from her hands after a
fierce struggle, and delving into the soft cotton with which it was
packed, brought out sleeve-buttons of gold and a pearl breastpin. They
were new and glittering, and they flashed a burning suspicion into his
heart.
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