At last he said good-day, resolved to risk everything at the first opportunity rather than not to know the truth.
Scarcely had he closed the door when Hubert asked: "What is the matter with you, my dear child?
Are you ill ?" "No, indeed.

It is simply that I am tired of having that young man here.
I do not wish to see him again." Then Hubertine added: "Very well; you will not see him again.

But nothing should ever prevent one from being polite." Angelique, making some trivial excuse, hurried up to her room as quickly as possible.

Then she gave free course to her tears.

Ah, how intensely happy she was, yet how she suffered! Her poor, dear beloved; he was sad enough when he found he must leave her! But she must not forget that she had made a vow to the saints, that although she loved him better than life, he should never know it..