"
She sank down as if from some supreme collapse, and her ashen face became
quite distorted. "You are right, it was certain," said she; "still one
always hopes." And with a gesture of despair she added: "It is all ended
now. Everything fails me, my last dream is dead."
Mathieu pressed her hand and remained waiting for her to give an address
in order that he might transmit it to the driver. But she seemed to have
lost her head and to have forgotten where she wished to go. Then, as she
asked him if he would like her to set him down anywhere, he replied that
he wished to call on the Seguins. The fear of finding herself alone again
so soon after the blow which had fallen on her thereupon gave her the
idea of paying a visit to Valentine, whom she had not seen for some time
past.
"Get in," she said to Mathieu; "we will go to the Avenue d'Antin
together."
The vehicle rolled off and heavy silence fell between them; they had not
a word to say to one another. However, as they were reaching their
destination, Constance exclaimed in a bitter voice: "You must give my
husband the good news, and tell him that the boy has disappeared.
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