What lost a world, and bade a hero fly? 
The timid tear in Cleopatra’s eye. 
Yet be the soft triumvir’s fault forgiven,
By this, how many lose—­not earth—­but heaven! 
Consign their souls to man’s eternal foe,
And seal their own, to spare some wanton’s, woe!

Byron.

I soon returned to Manon; and to prevent the servants from having any suspicion, I told her in their hearing, that she need not expect M. G——­ M——­ to supper; that he was most reluctantly occupied with business which detained him, and that he had commissioned me to come and make his excuses, and to fill his place at the supper table; which, in the company of so beautiful a lady, I could not but consider a very high honour.  She seconded me with her usual adroitness.  We sat down to supper.  I put on the most serious air I could assume, while the servants were in the room, and at length having got rid of them, we passed, beyond all comparison, the most agreeable evening of my life.  I gave Marcel orders to find a hackney-coach, and engage it to be at the gate on the following morning a little before six o’clock.  I pretended to take leave of Manon about midnight, but easily gaining admission again, through Marcel, I proceeded to occupy G——­ M——­’s bed, as I had filled his place at the supper table.

“In the meantime our evil genius was at work for our destruction.  We were like children enjoying the success of our silly scheme, while the sword hung suspended over our heads.  The thread which upheld it was just about to break; but the better to understand all the circumstances of our ruin, it is necessary to know the immediate cause.

“G——­ M——­ was followed by a servant, when he was stopped by my friend the guardsman.  Alarmed by what he saw, this fellow retraced his steps, and the first thing he did was to go and inform old G——­ M——­ of what had just happened.

“Such a piece of news, of course, excited him greatly.  This was his only son; and considering the old gentleman’s advanced age, he was extremely active and ardent.  He first enquired of the servant what his son had been doing that afternoon; whether he had had any quarrel on his own account, or interfered in any other; whether he had been in any suspicious house.  The lackey, who fancied his master in imminent danger, and thought he ought not to have any reserve in such an emergency, disclosed at once all that he knew of his connection with Manon, and of the expense he had gone to on her account; the manner in which he had passed the afternoon with her until about nine o’clock, the circumstance of his leaving her, and the outrage he encountered on his return.  This was enough to convince him that his son’s affair was a love quarrel.  Although it was then at least half-past ten at night, he determined at once to call on the lieutenant of police.  He begged of him to issue immediate orders to all the detachments that were out on duty, and he himself, taking some men with him, hastened to the street where his son had been stopped:  he visited every place where he thought he might have a chance of finding him; and not being able to discover the slightest trace of him, he went off to the house of his mistress, to which he thought he probably might by this time have returned.