Marie at once perceived that the subject was one on which she must not venture to touch again.

Indeed, she saw farther than that, and became aware that it would be inexpedient for her to fall into any special or minute conversation with her cousin during his short stay at Granpere.
'You'll go up to the woods with me tomorrow--eh, George ?' said the father.

The son of course assented.

It was hardly possible that he should not assent.

The whole day, moreover, would not be wanted for that purpose of throwing his thunderbolt; and if he could get it thrown, it would be well that he should be as far away from Marie as possible for the remainder of his visit.