So say I! "He's very handsome, isn't he ?" said Flavia.
Well, of course, she didn't know him as I did; yet I was put out, for I thought his bold glances would have made her angry.

But my dear Flavia was a woman, and so--she was not put out.

On the contrary, she thought young Rupert very handsome--as, beyond question, the ruffian was.
"And how sad he looked at his friend's death!" said she.
"He'll have better reason to be sad at his own," observed Sapt, with a grim smile.
As for me, I grew sulky; unreasonable it was perhaps, for what better business had I to look at her with love than had even Rupert's lustful eyes?
And sulky I remained till, as evening fell and we rode up to Tarlenheim, Sapt having fallen behind in case anyone should be following us, Flavia, riding close beside me, said softly, with a little half-ashamed laugh: "Unless you smile, Rudolf, I cry.

Why are you angry ?" "It was something that fellow said to me," said I, but I was smiling as we reached the door and dismounted.
There a servant handed me a note: it was unaddressed.
"Is it for me ?" I asked.
"Yes, sire; a boy brought it." I tore it open: Johann carries this for me.

I warned you once.