Le matin, quand la comtesse était sortie de chez lui : « La voilà qui fait l’amour avec son neveu, s’était-il dit avec amertume, car il n’était point guéri.
That morning, when the Contessa had left his room, "So she's in love with her nephew, is she," he had said to himself bitterly, for he was by no means cured.