"I mean no offense.

We have watched the midnight sun together, and--and--I thought--" He paused, feeling very foolish, and unable to conclude his sentence.
She looked at him demurely from under her long, curling lashes.
"You will often find a peasant girl on the shores of the Altenfjord watching the midnight sun at the same time as yourself," she said, and there was a suspicion of laughter in her voice.

"It is not unusual.

It is not even necessary that you should remember so little a thing." "Necessary or not, I shall never forget it," he said with sudden impetuosity.

"You are no peasant! Come; if I give you my name will you still deny me yours ?" Her delicate brows drew together in a frown of haughty and decided refusal.