Among the rest he was to go with her and Rose to Frejus.

"Such a sweet place: I want to show it you.

You will come ?" He hesitated a single moment: a moment of intense anxiety to the smiling Josephine.
"Yes! he would come: it was a great temptation, he saw so little of her." "Well, you will see more of me now." "Shall I see you every day--alone, I mean ?" "Oh, yes, if you wish it," replied Josephine, in an off-hand, indifferent way.
He seized her hand and devoured it with kisses.

"Foolish thing!" murmured she, looking down on him with ineffable tenderness.

"Should I not be always with you if I consulted my inclination ?--let me go." "No! consult your inclination a little longer." "Must I ?" "Yes; that shall be your punishment." "For what?
What have I done ?" asked she with an air of great innocence.
"You have made me happy, me who adore you," was the evasive reply.
Josephine came in from her walk with a high color and beaming eyes, and screamed, "Run, Rose!" On this concise, and to us not very clear instruction, Rose slipped up the secret stair.