. Germinie Lacerteux. here is another because there is likely to beanother. She complained no more, she wept no more, she in-dulged no more in recrimination. She abandoned thestruggle with this man, armed with indifference, who,with the cold-blooded sarcasm of the vulgar cad, wasso expert in insulting her passion, her unreasoning im-pulses, her wild outbursts of affection. And so, in ago-nizing resignation, she set herself the task of waiting—for what? She did not know: perhaps until he wouldhave no more of her. Heart-broken and silent, she kept watch upon Jupil-lon ; she followed him about an
. Germinie Lacerteux. here is another because there is likely to beanother. She complained no more, she wept no more, she in-dulged no more in recrimination. She abandoned thestruggle with this man, armed with indifference, who,with the cold-blooded sarcasm of the vulgar cad, wasso expert in insulting her passion, her unreasoning im-pulses, her wild outbursts of affection. And so, in ago-nizing resignation, she set herself the task of waiting—for what? She did not know: perhaps until he wouldhave no more of her. Heart-broken and silent, she kept watch upon Jupil-lon ; she followed him about and never lost sight ofhim; she tried to make him speak by interjecting adapter XXX$ At last, one evening about half past ten, she pushedthe door open, entered the shop without a word of greet-ing, walked up to the little table where the mother andson were sitting half asleep, and placed upon it, beneathher hand which was closed like a claw, an old piece ofcloth that gave forth a ringing sound. There it is ! said GERMINIE LACERTEUX 209 remarks in his fits of distraction. She hovered abouthim, but she saw nothing wrong, she could lay hold ofnothing, detect nothing; and yet she was convincedthat there was something and that what she feared wastrue; she felt a womans presence in the air. One morning, as she went down the street ratherearlier than usual, she spied him a few yards before heron the sidewalk. He was dressed up, and constantlylooked himself over as he walked along. From time totime he raised his trouser leg a little to see the polish onhis boots. She followed him. He went straight onwithout looking back. She was not far behind himwhen he reached Place Breda. There was a womanwalking on the square beside the cabstand. Germiniecould see nothing of her but her back. Jupillon wentup to her and she turned: it was his cousin. Theybegan to walk side by side, up and down the square;then they started through Rue Breda toward Rue deNavarin. There the girl took Jupillons ar
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