At this he burst out violently that he would not set foot in England; that he never wanted to have anything to do with England or with the English: "Why, I am a marine!" he exclaimed, "and we marines would sooner knock down any English sailor than speak to him." The English lady, naturally, did not then tell him her nationality.

She now realized that he had supposed her to be American, because she had frequently been in America and had talked to him as no stranger to the country could.

She, of course, did not urge his going to England; she advised him what to see in France.

He took his leave of seventy-two hours and when he returned was very grateful for the advice she had given him.
She saw him often after this, and he grew to rely very much upon her friendly counsel.

Finally, when the time came for her to go away from Brest, she told him that she was English.