listen to me, when you know very well that I'm speaking for your good," she went on, raising her voice a little. "But I tell you that all this is going to end badly. To be a thief gives you no position in the world—no position at all—and when I think of what you made me do the night before last, I'm just horrified at myself."
"We'd better not talk about that—the mess you made of it! It was positively excruciating!" said Lupin.
"And what did you expect? I'm an honest woman, I am!" said Victoire sharply. "I wasn't brought up to do things like that, thank goodness! And to begin at my time of life!"
"It's true, and I often ask myself how you bring yourself to stick to me," said Lupin, in a reflective, quite impersonal tone. "Please pour me out another cup of coffee."
"That's what I'm always asking myself," said Victoire, pouring out the coffee. "I don't know—I give it up. I suppose it is because I'm fond of you."
"Yes, and I'm very fond of you, my dear Victoire," said Lupin, in a coaxing tone.
"And then, look you, there are things that there's no understanding. I often talked to your poor mother about them. Oh, your poor
