"Surely," said he, "_you_ don't insist on my marrying your daughter ?" "Ah! no indeed! But I am sensible, and I tell you what I ought to tell you.

You must think it all over." "I have done so already.

It is you that I have loved, and that I love still.

What you say is impossible." She smiled divinely, rose, and again embraced him.

"How good and kind you are, my Gerard.