His brother scolded him for not having come to _dejeuner_, and he promised to do so on the morrow.

By the time a week had elapsed, none of the discomfort and covert hostility which had prevailed between him and Marie remained: they met and chatted on a footing of good fellowship.

Although he was a priest, she was in no wise embarrassed by his presence.

With her quiet atheism, indeed, she had never imagined that a priest could be different from other men.

Thus her sisterly cordiality both astonished and delighted Pierre.