I watched him more or less all the evening." "All the better.

I'll torment my lord." "Heaven forbid you should be so cruel." "Oh! I will not make him unhappy, but I'll tease him a little; it is not in nature to abstain." This foible detected in her lover, Rose was very gay at the prospect of amusement it afforded her.
And I think I have many readers who at this moment are awaiting unmixed enjoyment and hilarity from the same source.
I wish them joy of their prospect.
Edouard called the next day: he wore a gloomy air.

Rose met this with a particularly cheerful one; on this, Edouard's face cleared up, and he was himself again; agreeable as this was, Rose felt a little disappointed.

"I am afraid he is not very jealous after all," thought she.
Josephine left her room this day and mingled once more with the family.
The bare sight of her was enough for Camille at first, but after awhile he wanted more.

He wanted to be often alone with her; but several causes co-operated to make her shy of giving him many such opportunities: first, her natural delicacy, coupled with her habit of self-denial; then her fear of shocking her mother, and lastly her fear of her own heart, and of Camille, whose power over her she knew.