Every one in the house knew that he was about to return to Colmar, and every one in the house knew that he had been entirely reconciled to his father.

Madame Voss had asked some question about him and Marie, and had been assured by her husband that there was nothing in that suspicion.

'I told you from the beginning,' said he, 'that there was nothing of that sort.

I only wish that George would think of marrying some one, now that he is to have a large house of his own over his head.' George had determined a dozen times that he would, and a dozen times that he would not, speak to Marie about her coming marriage, changing his mind as often as it was formed.

Of what use was it to speak to her?
he would say to himself.