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"'Why did you write Camille that note?'
"'What note?'
"'Come—no gammon!'
"'How did you know I wrote it?'
"'Like Zadig, I saw the traces of the dog's ears.'
"'Well, as you know it's me, I'll tell you frankly, it was because I was jealous.'
"'Of whom?'
"'Of you both. Yes, you may smile, but it's true.'
"Then turning towards me,—'I've known you since we both were but little more than toddling babies, and I've never had that from you,'—and he cracked his thumb-nail on his upper teeth—'whilst he,' pointing to Teleny, 'comes, sees, and conquers. Anyhow, it'll be for some future time. Meanwhile, I bear you no grudge; nor do you for that stupid threat of mine, I'm sure.'
"'You don't know what miserable days and sleepless nights you made me pass.'
"'Did I? I'm sorry; forgive me. You know I'm mad—everyone says so,' he exclaimed, grasp-
