We were sitting around her after supper; and she had fallen into a very thoughtful mood.

The Chevalier d'Aulon had been called away, and now returned with a troubled face.

He stood just within the doorway, as though half afraid to advance.

The Maid lifted her eyes to his and smiled.
"Do not fear to tell me your news, my kind friend.

I know that your faithful heart is sore at the dishonour done to me; but let us not judge harshly.