Oft, wenn er des Abends in seinem Zimmer las oder unter den Linden des Luxemburggartens saß, glitt ihm sein Code-Napoléon aus den Händen. Dann kam ihm Emma in den Sinn.
Often when he stayed in his room to read, or else when sitting of an evening under the lime-trees of the Luxembourg, he let his Code fall to the ground, and the memory of Emma came back to him.