ThedayafterPhilippe’sconversationwithMonsieurHochon，hedeterminedtopayasecondvisittohisuncle，whomhefoundmuchchanged。Florestayedbesidetheoldman，speakingtenderlyandlookingathimwithmuchaffection；sheplayedthecomedysowellthatPhilippeguessedsomeimmediatedanger，merelyfromthesolicitudethusdisplayedinhispresence。Gilet，whosepolicyitwastoavoidallcollisionwithPhilippe，didnotappear。AfterwatchinghisuncleandFloreforatimewithadiscerningeye，thecoloneljudgedthatthetimehadcometostrikehisgrandblow。
“Adieu，mydearuncle，“hesaid，risingasiftoleavethehouse。
“Oh！don’tgoyet，“criedtheoldman，whowascomfortedbyFlore’sfalsetenderness。“Dinewithus，Philippe。“
“Yes，ifyouwillcomeandtakeawalkwithme。“
“Monsieurisveryfeeble，“interposedMademoiselleBrazier；“justnowhewasunwillingeventogooutinthecarriage，“sheadded，turningupontheoldmanthefixedlookwithwhichkeepersquellamaniac。