What shall I say to you on my part, Messer Claude ?" "That you love me." "I love you," she murmured with an intonation which ravished the young man's heart and brought the blood to his cheeks.

"I love you.

What more ?" "There is no more," he cried.

"There can be no more.

If that be true, nothing matters." "No!" she said, beginning to tremble under a weight of emotion too heavy for her, following as it did the excitement of the night.