For many reasons I wish to see you married.

The Count de Brensault formally proposed for you last night.

He is coming at three o'clock this afternoon for his answer." Jeanne sat upright in her chair.

Her stepmother noticed a new air of determination in the poise of her head, and the firm lines of her mouth.
"The Count might have spared himself the trouble," she said.

"He knows very well what my answer will be.