D'Alembert by a bow silently assented to what the Marquis said.
From this period Madeline had but few opportunities of indulging her love for solitude; D'Alembert either was, or pretended to be, so delighted with her society, that he could not for any length of time endure her absence. Complaisance compelled her to humour a relation advanced in life, and also the guest of her grandfather; but the interruption he gave to her favourite inclinations, together with the extravagant eulogiums he bestowed upon her person and all she said or did, heightened, if possible, the dislike she had conceived against him from their first interview—a dislike, however, which she did not reveal; yet not without uneasiness could she hear her father declare he thought him a man worthy of esteem.
With the utmost pain she thought of the approaching visit from his son and daughter. "Ah! never (said she to herself), ah! never,
