Accordingly one afternoon she called me into her room--telling me to take a chair and sit down.

I did so, thinking it rather strange, for servants are not very often asked thus to sit down in the same room with the master or mistress.

She said that she had found out that I did not care enough about Maria to marry her.

I told her that was true.

She then asked me if there was not a girl in the city that I loved.