'
'Out of your own mouth are you condemned,' said the girl, quickly;
'you have betrayed my confidence and ruined me, so if you do not fix
a day for our marriage, I swear I will drink this and die at your
feet.'
'How melodramatic you are, Bebe,' said Vandeloup, coolly; 'you put
me in mind of Croisette in "Le Sphinx".'
'You don't believe I will do it.'
'No! I do not.'
'Then see.' She took the stopper out of the bottle and held it to
her lips. Vandeloup did not stir, but, still smoking, stood looking
at her with a smile. His utter callousness was too much for her, and
replacing the stopper again, she slipped the bottle into her pocket
and let her hands fall idly by her side.
'I thought you would not do it,' replied Gaston, smoothly, looking
at his watch; 'you must really excuse me, I hear the cab wheels
outside.'
Kitty, however, placed herself in front of him as he moved towards
the door.
'Listen to me,' she said, in a harsh voice, with white face and
flaming eyes; 'to-night I leave this house for ever.'
He bowed his head.
'As it pleases you,' he replied, simply.
'My God!' she cried, 'have you no love for me now?'
'No,' he answered, coldly and brutally, 'I am tired of you.'
She fell on her knees and clutched his hand.
'Dear Gaston! dear Gaston!' she cried, covering it with kisses,
'think how young I am, how my life is ruined, and by you.
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