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OU_214051 UNIVERSA - Osmania University

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46 MAINLY MAIGRET<br />

hunting for the lid of the saucepan. When she turned, she saw<br />

Moise on his feet, bowing to her. He was holding some cyclo-styled<br />

sheets, evidently a course that he had been studying.<br />

Elie, who was at the table, eating eggs and bacon, rose slightly<br />

from his seat.<br />

" Carry on with your breakfast. Don't mind me!"<br />

The window was coated with vapour, even the walls were wet,<br />

and the atmosphere was so stifling that Sylvie went to the door and<br />

opened it a few inches, meanwhile casting furtive glances at Elie.<br />

He had only just got up, and all he had done to make himself<br />

presentable was to run a comb through his hair. Like Baron on his<br />

return from work, he was in his shirt-sleeves.<br />

He went on eating, taking no notice of Sylvie, and Moise settled<br />

down again to his studies. One had the impression of a family scene<br />

that had been momentarily interrupted—so rooted did the two men<br />

seem in their surroundings.<br />

Seating herself in the wicker armchair, Sylvie asked:<br />

"Got a cold?"<br />

" Yes, I've a beastly cold. And a stiff neck, too."<br />

She gazed at him intently. A silence followed, so tense with<br />

unspoken thoughts that the student looked up uneasily from his<br />

papers and stared first at Sylvie, then at Nagear. Sylvie was the first<br />

to speak.<br />

" Are you comfortable here? "<br />

" Very comfortable indeed. Everyone's most kind."<br />

And now Sylvie's lips tightened; she made no effort to conceal<br />

her ill-humour. She was raging, perhaps against Elie, perhaps<br />

against the tiresome young student who persisted in staying where<br />

he wasn't wanted.<br />

" I wonder Mother stands it, having the lodgers cluttering up the<br />

kitchen all the time? "<br />

Quietly Moise rose, went to the door, and vanished up the hall.<br />

Sylvie decided not to waste a moment. Bending forward, she said<br />

in a low tone :<br />

" They've found out the numbers of the notes."<br />

" I know that."<br />

There was a flash of anger in her eyes.<br />

" You know that—and you can sit here calmly, eating your<br />

breakfast!"<br />

That was so; he felt quite calm. He hadn't realized it at first,<br />

but, now that she pointed it out, he was amazed at his tranquillity.

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