"I'll light the fire," said she, in a trembling voice.
"No, I can't stop," returned the young man.

"I've got to go right up to the tavern.

Look here, Madelon--" "Well ?" she murmured, trembling.
"I want to know if--look here, won't you lilt for the dancing to-night, Madelon ?" Madelon's face changed.

"That's all he came for," she thought.

She turned away from him.