Camille (La Dame aux Camilias)

"Unfortunately, he got it for me without my asking him, and he asked me

to go with him; you know well enough that I couldn't refuse. All I could

do was to write and tell you where I was going, so that you could see

me, and because I wanted to see you myself; but since this is the way

you thank me, I shall profit by the lesson."

"I was wrong; forgive me."

"Well and good; and now go back nicely to your place, and, above all, no

more jealousy."

She kissed me again, and I left the box. In the passage I met the count

coming back. I returned to my seat.

After all, the presence of M. de G. in Marguerite's box was the most

natural thing in the world. He had been her lover, he sent her a box, he

accompanied her to the theatre; it was all quite natural, and if I was

to have a mistress like Marguerite I should have to get used to her

ways.

Nonetheless, I was very unhappy all the rest of the evening, and went

away very sadly after having seen Prudence, the count, and Marguerite

get into the carriage, which was waiting for them at the door.

However, a quarter of an hour later I was at Prudence's. She had only

just got in.