Now you can go.

Mademoiselle, do me the favour to be seated." Rose sat down, very near--dangerously near--the owner of the eyes.
"May I ask the name of the young lady whom I have been fortunate enough to assist." "My name is Rosina--Rose Danton." "Danton," repeated the young man slowly.

"Danton; I know that name.
There is a place called Danton Hall over here--a fine old place, they tell me--owned by one Captain Danton." "I am Captain Danton's second daughter." "Then, Miss Danton, I am very happy to make your acquaintance." He held out his hand, gravely.

Rose shook hands, laughing and blushing.
"I am much pleased to make yours, Mr .-- --" laughing still, and looking at him.
"Reinecourt," said the gentleman.
"Mr.Reinecourt; only I wish you had not sprained your ankle doing it." "I don't regret it.

But you are under an obligation to me, are you not ?" "Certainly." "Then I mean to have a return for what you owe me.