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158 developments. Why on earth had I done so?

Was this, again, only a matter of form? The necessity of that regular introduction, so dear to the bourgeoisie, in a drawing-room where two persons are made acquainted with each other by a third? Or was it not rather that dread—now a part of our life—the instinctive dread of things as they are, the eternal need of playing the part of a besieged fort, which defends itself stubbornly in order to surrender on the best terms possible?

As I came out of the park, a carriage driven at full speed passed by me; I saw a couple of feathers and a good deal of fur. Suddenly the coachman pulled up, and Mme. Wildenhoff jumped out and came towards me.

"Ah! how delighted I am to meet you! You won't get away from me this time. Pray step in: I must make a regular woman of you."

"With pleasure: but what's the matter?"

"You shall hear."

We got in. Mme. Wildenhoff gave the man orders to drive slowly.

"Quite a warm day!" she observed. &hellip;