Vandeuvres left the bedroom, smiling and without further pressing her, and the moment he was gone she had an access of melting tenderness, threw herself into Daguenet's arms and cried out: "Ah, my sweetie, there's only you in the world.

I love you! YES, I love you from the bottom of my heart! Oh, it would be too nice if we could always live together.

My God! How unfortunate women are!" Then her eye fell upon Georges, who, seeing them kiss, was growing very red, and she kissed him too.

Sweetie could not be jealous of a baby! She wanted Paul and Georges always to agree, because it would be so nice for them all three to stay like that, knowing all the time that they loved one another very much.

But an extraordinary noise disturbed them: someone was snoring in the room.