the addition of any sinister sentiment.  He was perfectly right in suspecting Rousseau of want of loyalty to Madame d’Epinay, for we find our hermit writing to her in strains of perfect intimacy, while he was writing of her to Madame d’Houdetot as “your unworthy sister."[307] On the other hand, while Madame d’Epinay was overwhelming him with caressing phrases, she was at the same moment describing him to Grimm as a master of impertinence and intractableness.  As usual where there is radical incompatibility of character, an attempted reconciliation between Grimm and Rousseau (some time in the early part of October 1757) had only made the thinly veiled antipathy more resolute.  Rousseau excused himself for wrongs of which in his heart he never thought himself guilty.  Grimm replied by a discourse on the virtues of friendship and his own special aptitude for practising them.  He then conceded to the impetuous penitent the kiss of peace, in a slight embrace which was like the accolade given by a monarch to new knights.[308] The whole scene is ignoble.  We seem to be watching an unclean cauldron, with Theresa’s mother, a cringing and babbling crone, standing witch-like over it and infusing suspicion, falsehood, and malice.  When minds are thus surcharged, any accident suffices to release the evil creatures that lurk in an irritated imagination.

One day towards the end of the autumn of 1757, Rousseau learned to his unbounded surprise that Madame d’Epinay had been seized with some strange disorder, which made it advisable that she should start without any delay for Geneva, there to place herself under the care of Tronchin, who was at that time the most famous doctor in Europe.  His surprise was greatly increased by the expectation which he found among his friends that he would show his gratitude for her many kindnesses to him, by offering to bear her company on her journey, and during her stay in a town which was strange to her and thoroughly familiar to him.  It was to no purpose that he protested how unfit was one invalid to be the nurse of another; and how great an incumbrance a man would be in a coach in the bad season, when for many days he was absolutely unable to leave his chamber without danger.  Diderot, with his usual eagerness to guide a friend’s course, wrote him a letter urging that his many obligations, and even his grievances in respect of Madame d’Epinay, bound him to accompany her, as he would thus repay the one and console himself for the other.  “She is going into a country where she will be like one fallen from the clouds.  She is ill; she will need amusement and distraction.  As for winter, are you worse now than you were a month back, or than you will be at the opening of the spring?  For me, I confess that if I could not bear the coach, I would take a staff and follow her on foot."[309] Rousseau trembled with fury, and as soon as the transport was over, he wrote an indignant reply, in which he more or less politely bade the panurgic one to attend