The tears of old men are as terrible as those of children are natural.
"Oh what is it ?" cried Ursula, flinging herself at his feet and kissing his hands.

"Are you not sure of me ?" "I, who longed to gratify all your wishes, it is I who am obliged to cause the first great sorrow of your life!" he said.

"I suffer as much as you.

I never wept before, except when I lost my children--and, Ursula--Yes," he cried suddenly, "I will do all you desire!" Ursula gave him, through her tears a look that was vivid as lightning.
She smiled.
"Let us go into the salon, darling," said the doctor.

"Try to keep the secret of all this to yourself," he added, leaving her alone for a moment in his study.
He felt himself so weak before that heavenly smile that he feared he might say a word of hope and thus mislead her..