But just before reaching the end of the path she relented, stopped, and went back to him.
"I don't suppose you are very anxious for people to know how near you came to absolute turpitude.

You may rest easy on that point.

I shall speak to my father, of course, and we will agree to say that he has died--nothing more." "Yes," said Renouard in a lifeless voice.

"He is dead.

His very ghost shall be done with presently." She went on, but he remained standing stock still in the dusk.