She had taken an apartment in the Rue de Lille in the St.Germain quarter.

His way was past the flower-shop, where he sometimes bestowed a fickle custom.

He went in and bought a carnation for his buttonhole.
It is to be presumed that John Turner devoted the afternoon to his affairs.

It was at all events evening before he also bent his steps toward the Rue de Lille.
Yes, the servant told him, Madame was at home and would assuredly see him.

Madame was not alone.No.It was, however, only Monsieur Colville, who was so frequent a visitor.
Turner followed the servant along the corridor.