person, to put it bluntly, that she is wrapped up in Schilsky. This
has been going on for over a year now, and she seems to grow more
infatuated every day. When she first came to Leipzig, we were friends;
she lived in this neighbourhood, and I was able to be of
service to her. Now, weeks go by and I don't see her; she has broken
with every one--for Louise is not a girl to do things by
halves.--Introduce you? Of course I can. But suppose it done, with all
pomp and ceremony, what will you get from it? I know Louise. A word or
two, if her ladyship is in the mood; if not, you will be so much thin
air for her. And after that, a nod if she meets you in the street--and
that's all."

"It's enough."

"You're easily satisfied.--But tell me, honestly now, Maurice, what
possible good can that do you?"

He moved aimlessly about the room. "Good? Must one always look for
good in everything?--I can see quite well that from your point of view
the whole thing must seem absurd. I expect nothing whatever from it,
but I'm going to know her, and that's all about it."

Still in the same position, with folded arms, Madeleine observed him
with unblinking eyes.

"And you won't bear me a grudge, if things go badly?--I mean if you are
disappointed, or dissatisfied?"

He made a gesture of impatience.