And it is as well, perhaps, that I should speak of those worries to-day, so that I may not have to bother you about them again." Then he gently went on telling her all that would have to be done, keeping his eyes on her whilst he spoke, watching for such signs of emotion as the thought of her promise's early fulfilment might bring to her face.

She sat there in silence, with her hands on her lap, and her features quite still, thus giving no certain sign of any regret or trouble.

Still she seemed rather dejected, compliant, as it were, but in no wise joyous.
"You say nothing, my dear Marie," Guillaume at last exclaimed.

"Does anything of all this displease you ?" "Displease me?
Oh, no!" "You must speak out frankly, if it does, you know.

We will wait a little longer if you have any personal reasons for wishing to postpone the date again." "But I've no reasons, my friend.