She had given him an answer, and he ought to have taken it.

Nothing, she declared to herself, was meaner than a man who would go to a girl's parents or guardians for support, when the girl herself had told him that she wished to have nothing to do with him.

Marie had promised that she would try, but every feeling of her heart was against the struggle.
After supper Michel with his young friend sat some time at the table, for the innkeeper had brought forth a bottle of his best Burgundy in honour of the occasion.

When they had eaten their fruit, Madame Voss left the room, and Michel and Adrian were soon alone together.

'Say nothing to her till to-morrow,' said Michel in a low voice.
'I will not,' said Adrian.