Relations were strained.

They led separate lives.

From Marseilles she went to Genoa, whither he followed her.

Eventually he went away in a temper and never came back.

She had not heard from him since, and where he was at the present moment she had not the faintest idea.
"So you went cheerfully on with your profession ?" I remarked.
"I returned to Marseilles, and there I lost my horse Sultan.