But as she scarcely heeded him, and as he was bursting with the desire to confide in some one, he led her away and in a low voice said to her: "Guess what I have done!" "But--what--I don't know." "Guess." "I cannot.

I don't know." "Well, I have told Mme.

Rosemilly that I wish to marry her." She did not answer, for her brain was buzzing, her mind in such distress that she could scarcely take it in.

She echoed: "Marry her ?" "Yes.

Have I done well?
She is charming, do not you think ?" "Yes, charming.