He suspected her of a ruse which would force him to reveal his secret.

For a second, the most furious passion contracted his features.
But, by a prodigious effort of will, he succeeded in regaining his composure.

He sprang to the door, pushed Marie-Anne aside, and leaning out, he said: "Deign to excuse me, Monsieur, if I take the liberty of asking you to wait a moment; I am just finishing some business, and I will be with you in a moment." Neither agitation nor anger could be detected in his voice; but, rather, a respectful deference, and a feeling of profound gratitude.
Having said this, he closed the door and turned to M.d'Escorval.
The baron, still standing with folded arms, had witnessed this scene with the air of a man who distrusts the evidence of his own senses; and yet he understood the meaning of it only too well.
"So this young man comes here ?" he said to Lacheneur.
"Almost every day--not at this hour, usually, but a trifle later." "And you receive him?
you welcome him ?" "Certainly, Monsieur.

How can I be insensible to the honor he confers upon me?
Moreover, we have subjects of mutual interest to discuss.

We are now occupied in legalizing the restitution of Sairmeuse.