He had sat with her before; he had driven with her; but he had never walked with her.
"By Jove, how comme il faut she is!" he said, as he observed her sidewise.

When they reached the cottage in the orchard she passed into the gate without asking him to follow; but she turned round, as he stood there, to bid him good-night.
"I asked you a question the other night which you never answered," he said.

"Have you sent off that document--liberating yourself ?" She hesitated for a single moment--very naturally.

Then, "Yes," she said, simply.
He turned away; he wondered whether that would do for his lie.

But he saw her again that evening, for the Baroness reappeared at her uncle's.
He had little talk with her, however; two gentlemen had driven out from Boston, in a buggy, to call upon Mr.Wentworth and his daughters, and Madame Munster was an object of absorbing interest to both of the visitors.