Peeking Under the Covers

Chapter 9 continued... The snow had begun to fall again, and the wind scattered the flakes under a pale gray sky. André noticed nothing,for his mind was filled with the hope that he would be useful to M. Douvry. You  will  be  glad,  Suzy,  will you  not,  when  you  hear  what  fate  has  done  today?  he thought as he walked through the snowstorm.  If  only  you  knew  how  happy  it  would  make me  to  see  you  return  to  your  mother!  Oh,  my  dear  little  Suzy. At the same time, André was worried about the presence of Georges de Flers near Suzy in Cannes. He stillremembered...

Chapter 9 continued... “Because, my child, accompanying me will divert you from your path, since I am going to the Ursulines ,” she said hesitatingly. “Never mind, Maman. Running errands in Amiens does not take very long. And then, I’ll come see you. I want to take advantage of being with you as much as possible.” As he spoke, he bent over a little, and his lips brushed the white hairs on Madame Vilbert’s forehead. She no longer protested her son's proposal. He accompanied her, in fact, to the Ursulines, but then he took a path through the boulevards where the wind rushed in, biting and harsh, reddening the faces of the few walkers who diligently took their Sunday walks. He soon arrived in front of Aunt Sylvie's house, situated in a neighborhood at the very end of Rue Laurendeau. It was the old lady herself who opened the door. “Ah,André! My dear, I am very glad to see you! Come in quickly, you must be freezing. Come over here. Before going to the Salute , my dear, old Flora ma...