It was my uncle who insisted upon this marriage.

He was dying--you had gone away.

I dared not say no." Risler, at a distance, gazed at them in admiration.
"How pretty she is! How well they dance!" But, when they spied him, the dancers separated, and Sidonie walked quickly to him.
"What! You here?
What are you doing?
They are looking everywhere for you.

Why aren't you in there ?" As she spoke she retied his cravat with a pretty, impatient gesture.
That enchanted Risler, who smiled at Sigismond from the corner of his eye, too overjoyed at feeling the touch of that little gloved hand on his neck, to notice that she was trembling to the ends of her slender fingers.
"Give me your arm," she said to him, and they returned together to the salons.

The white bridal gown with its long train made the badly cut, awkwardly worn black coat appear even more uncouth; but a coat can not be retied like a cravat; she must needs take it as it was.