You will see that you cannot do what you thought of! Don't speak of it now--think--wait----" The girl moved apart.

Her face lost its brightness; hardened in passionate determination.
"I can't begin all that again," she said, with an accent of weariness.
"No! I won't speak of it now, Olga.

But will you do one thing for me?
Will you put it off for a short time?
I'll tell you what I've planned; your uncle and I talked it all over.

I must leave this house before _he_ comes back, to-morrow morning.

I can't go to your uncle's house, as he asked me; you see why it is better not, don't you?
The best will be to go into lodgings for a time, and not to let _him_ know where I am, till I hear whether he will accept the terms I offer.