You have had some grief or have been deceived." Jeanne, softened, said, in a low tone: "Don't speak to me like that; leave me." "No," resumed Cayrol, quietly, "we are beginning life; there must be no misunderstanding.

Be frank, and you will find me indulgent.

Come, young girls are often romantic.

They picture an ideal; they fall in love with some one who does not return their love, which is sometimes even unknown to him who is their hero.

Then, suddenly, they have to return to a reality.