Old Rouault was rich, and she!—so beautiful! But Emma's face always rose before his eyes, and a monotone, like the humming of a top, sounded in his ears, "If you should marry after all!
Puis il se demanda ce qu’elle deviendrait, si elle se marierait, et à qui? hélas! le père Rouault était bien riche, et elle!... si belle!