She was sitting a little way behind me, looking out over the sea.
Feeling my gaze she looked round.
"I grew afraid, left all alone," she said in a timid voice.
"Alas, I snored when I should have been on guard!" I exclaimed.
"You didn't snore," she cried.

"I--I mean not in the last few moments.

I had only just come near you.

I'm afraid I spoke unkindly to you." "I hadn't given a thought to it," I hastened to assure her.
"You were indifferent to what I said ?" she cried.
I rose to my feet and made her a bow of mock ceremony.

My rest had put me in heart again, and I was in a mood to be merry.
"Nay, madame," said I, "you know that I am your devoted servant, and that all I have in the world is held at your disposal." She looked sideways at me, then at the sea again.
"By heaven, it's true!" I cried.