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VII-2
Rosalie moaned as if she were being tortured, and tried to get her hands free that she might run away. “I can quite understand how ashamed you feel,” went on Jeanne, “but you see that I am not angry, and that I speak kindly to you. I wish to know this man’s name for your own good, for I fear, from your grief, that he means to abandon you, and I want to prevent that. Julien will see him, and we will make him marry you, and we shall employ you both; we will see that he makes you happy.” This time Rosalie made so vigorous an effort that she succeeded in wrenching her hands away from her mistress, and she rushed from the room as if she were mad. “I have tried to make Rosalie tell me her seducer’s name,” said Jeanne to her husband at dinner that evening, “but I did not succeed in doing so. T
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