She was angry when she had to look for him before she
commenced her operations, and scolded him because he could not
understand without being told why she went away and left him twenty
minutes before the bell was rung.
As soon as the bell was heard through the house, Michel Voss, who
was waiting below with his wife in a quiet unusual manner,
marshalled the way upstairs. He had partly expected that Marie
would join them below, and was becoming fidgety lest she should
break away from her engagement. He went first, and then followed
Adrian and Madame Voss together. The accustomed guests were all
ready, because it had come to be generally understood that this
supper was to be as it were a supper of betrothal. Madame Voss had
on her black silk gown. Michel had changed his coat and his cravat.
Adrian Urmand was exceedingly smart. The dullest intellect could
perceive that there was something special in the wind. The two old
ladies who were lodgers in the house came out from their rooms five
minutes earlier than usual, and met the cortege from downstairs in
the passage.
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