She seemed to be thinking of some new thing that had entered her mind for the first time.

Her eyes were all aglow with it.
"What are you thinking of, Christine ?" "I am thinking that we shall not see each other again ..." "And does that make you so radiant ?" "And that, in a month, we shall have to say good-by for ever!" "Unless, Christine, we pledge our faith and wait for each other for ever." She put her hand on his mouth.
"Hush, Raoul! ...

You know there is no question of that ...

And we shall never be married: that is understood!" She seemed suddenly almost unable to contain an overpowering gaiety.
She clapped her hands with childish glee.

Raoul stared at her in amazement.
"But ...