to be seeking some stronger
expression that would not come, and then all at once she spat out, as it
were, the words: "Oh! you swine--you swine--you swine--you paid her
with my money--you swine--you swine!" She could not think of anything
else, and kept repeating, "You swine, you swine!"

Suddenly she leant out of the window, and catching the driver by the
sleeve, cried, "Stop," and opening the door, sprang out.

George wanted to follow, but she cried, "I won't have you get out," in
such loud tones that the passers-by began to gather about her, and Duroy
did not move for fear of a scandal. She took her purse from her pocket
and looked for some change by the light of the cab lantern, then taking
two francs fifty centimes she put them in the driver's hand, saying, in
ringing tones: "There is your fare--I pay you, now take this blackguard
to the Rue Boursault, Batignolles."

Mirth was aroused in the group surrounding her. A gentleman said: "Well
done, little woman," and a young rapscallion standing close to the cab
thrust his head into the open door and sang out, in shrill tones,
"Good-night, lovey!" Then the cab started off again, followed by a burst
of laughter.

VI

George Duroy woke up chapfallen the next morning.

He dressed himself slowly, and then sat down at his window and began to
reflect. He felt a kind of aching sensation all over, just as though he
had received a drubbing over night. At last the necessity of finding
some money spurred him up, and he went first to Forestier.

His friend received him in his study with his feet on the fender.

"What has brought you out so early?" said he.

"A very serious matter, a debt of honor."

"At play?"

He hesitated a moment, and then said: "At play."

"Heavy?"

"Five hundred francs."

He only owed two hundred and eighty.

Forestier, skeptical on the point, inquired: "Whom do you owe it to?"

Duroy could not answer right off. "To--to--a Monsieur de Carleville."

"Ah! and where does he live?"

"At--at--"

Forestier began to laugh. "Number ought, Nowhere Street, eh? I know that
gentleman, my dear fellow. If you want twenty francs, I have still that
much at your service, but no more."

Duroy took the offered louis. Then he went from door to door among the
people he knew, and wound up by having collected at about five o'clock
the sum of eighty francs. And he still needed two hundred more; he made
up his mind, and keeping for himself what he ha