"Then why does she want you at home ?" "Because when you hate you want to triumph, and if she should get me neatly stuck there she WOULD triumph." Strether followed afresh, but looking as he went.

"Certainly--in a manner.

But it would scarce be a triumph worth having if, once entangled, feeling her dislike and possibly conscious in time of a certain quantity of your own, you should on the spot make yourself unpleasant to her." "Ah," said Chad, "she can bear ME--could bear me at least at home.

It's my being there that would be her triumph.

She hates me in Paris." "She hates in other words--" "Yes, THAT'S it!"-- Chad had quickly understood this understanding; which formed on the part of each as near an approach as they had yet made to naming Madame de Vionnet.