isgorge it.
He had the letter at last. His hands trembled so that he could
scarcely open it.
It was, indeed, Bertha's writing.
Sauvresy tottered with a horrible sensation of dizziness; he could
not see clearly; there was a red cloud before his eyes; his legs
gave way under him, he staggered, and his hands stretched out for
a support. Jenny, somewhat recovered, hastened to give him help;
but her touch made him shudder, and he repulsed her. What had
happened he could not tell. Ah, he wished to read this letter and
could not. He went to the table, turned out and drank two large
glasses of water one after another. The cold draught restored him,
his blood resumed its natural course, and he could see. The note
was short, and this was what he read:
"Don't go to-morrow to Petit-Bourg; or rather, return before
breakfast. He has just told me that he must go to Melun, and that
he should return late. A whole day!"
"He"--that was himself. This other lover of Hector's was Bertha,
his wife. For a moment he saw nothing but that; all thought was
crushed within him. His temples beat furiously, he heard a dreadful
buzzing in his ears, it seemed to him as if the earth were about to
swallow him up. He fell into a chair; from purple he became ashy
white. Great tears trickled down his cheeks.
Jenny understood the miserable meanness of her conduct when she saw
this great grief, this silent despair, this man with a broken heart.
Was she not the cause of all? She had guessed who the writer of the
note was. She thought when she asked Sauvresy to come to her, that
she could tell him all, and thus avenge herself at once upon Hector
and her rival. Then, on seeing this man refusing to comprehend her
hints, she had been full of pity for him. She had said to herself
that he would be the one who would be most cruelly punished; and
then she had recoiled--but too late--and he had snatched the
secret from her.
She approached Sauvresy and tried to take his hands; he still
repulsed her.
"Let me alone,
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John Addington Symonds (October 5, 1840 - April 19, 1893) was an English poet and literary critic. He was an early advocate of the validity of male love which included for him pederastic as well as egalitarian relationships, and which he would refer to as lamour de limpossible.