He knew not what to say or do.
M.Fille hastily followed Carmen to the door.

"You are going home, dear madame?
Permit me to accompany you," he said gently.

"I have to do business with Jean Jacques." A hand upon his chest, she pushed him back.

"Where I go I'm going alone," she said.

Opening the door she went out, but turning back again she gave George Masson a look that he never forgot.