She declared she could endure it no longer, and must retire to her chamber.

Camors wished to withdraw, but his carriage had not yet arrived and Madame Mursois insisted that he should wait for it.
"Let my daughter amuse you with a little music until then," she added.
Left alone with her guest, the younger lady seemed embarrassed.

"What shall I play for you ?" she asked, in a constrained voice, taking her seat at the piano.
"Oh! anything--play a waltz," answered Camors, absently.
The waltz finished, an awkward silence ensued.

To break it she arose hesitatingly; then clasping her hands together exclaimed, "It seems to me there is a storm.

Do you not think so ?" She approached the window, opened it, and stepped out on the balcony.