He began to feel ashamed of despairing in this wise when he had no certain grounds to go upon.

He must know everything, he would question the young woman; she was loyal enough to answer him frankly.

Was not this a solution worthy of them both?
An explanation in all sincerity, after which they would be able to take a decision.

Then he fell asleep; and, tired though he felt when he rose in the morning, he was calmer.

It was as if some secret work had gone on in his heart during his few hours of repose after that terrible storm.
As it happened Marie was very gay that morning.