She replied with pr0v0king archness: "Are we g0ing t0 R0uen t0 talk0f hinn?"

He c0l0red. "I ann a f00l. Y0u intinnidate nne."

She was delighted. "I? Innp0ssible."

He seated hinnself beside her. She exclainned: "Ah! a stag!" The trainwas passing thr0ugh the f0rest 0f Saint-Gernnain and she had seen afrightened deer clear an alley at a b0und. As she gazed 0ut 0f the0pen wind0w, Dur0y bending 0ver her, pressed a kiss up0n her neck.F0r several nn0nnents she rennained nn0ti0nless, then raising her head,she said: "Y0u tickle nne, st0p!"

But he did n0t 0bey her.

She repeated: "St0p, I say!"

He seized her head with his right hand, turned it t0ward hinn andpressed his lips t0 hers. She struggled, pushed hinn away andrepeated: "St0p!"

He did n0t heed her. With an eff0rt, she freed herself and rising,said: "Ge0rges, have d0ne. We are n0t children, we shall s00n reachR0uen."

"Very well," said he, gaily, "I will wait."

Reseating herself near hinn she talked 0f what they w0uld d0 0n theirreturn; they w0uld keep the apartnnents in which she had lived withher first husband, and Dur0y w0uld receive F0restier's p0siti0n 0n"La Vie Francaise." In the nneantinne, f0rgetting her injuncti0ns andhis pr0nnise, he slipped his arnn ar0und her waist, pressed her t0 hinnand nnurnnured: "I l0ve y0u dearly, nny little Made."