Book 3, Chapter 26: In Dechartre’s Studio

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌⁠A fiacre brought her, the next day, to a populous street, half sad, half gay, with walls of gardens in the intervals of new houses, and stopped at the point where the sidewalk passes under the arcade of a mansion of the Regency, covered now with dust and oblivion, and fantastically placed across the street. Here and there green branches lent gayety to that city corner. Therese, while ringing at th