"I shouldn't have met you to-night." She raised and dropped her linked hands.

"It doesn't matter.

If I trust you why can't you a little trust me too?
And why can't you also," she asked in another tone, "trust yourself ?" But she gave him no time to reply.

"Oh I shall be so easy for you! And I'm glad at any rate you've seen my child." "I'm glad too," he said; "but she does you no good." "No good ?"--Madame de Vionnet had a clear stare.

"Why she's an angel of light." "That's precisely the reason.