She left Helene Vauquier out of her calculations, and she did not foresee the effect of her stances upon Mme.Dauvray.Celia had no suspicions of Helene Vauquier.

She would have laughed if any one had told her that this respectable and respectful middle-aged woman, who was so attentive, so neat, so grateful for any kindness, was really nursing a rancorous hatred against her.

Celia had sprung from Montmartre suddenly; therefore Helene Vauquier despised her.

Celia had taken her place in Mme.
Dauvray's confidence, had deposed her unwittingly, had turned the confidential friend into a mere servant; therefore Helene Vauquier hated her.

And her hatred reached out beyond the girl, and embraced the old, superstitious, foolish woman, whom a young and pretty face could so easily beguile.