Still I would press you further.

Is this your only reason for desiring me to remain ?" "You wish me to answer frankly ?" "Otherwise I should not ask." I felt the quick flush mount even to my hair, yet gripped my breath, making effort to respond boldly.
"I had other reason.

To deny it would be merely uttering a lie to no purpose.

Madame de Noyan, we are not strangers--we could never be after that night when we parted beneath the olives of Monsieur Beaujen's garden.

You are wife to a chevalier of France; I, a homeless adventurer.