I extend a daring hand towards her person, and by an involuntary movement she withdraws, blushes, her cheerfulness disappears, and, turning her head aside as if she were in search of something, she waits until her agitation has subsided.

The whole affair had not lasted one minute.

She came back, abashed at the idea that she had proved herself rather knowing, and at the dread of having perhaps given a wrong interpretation to an action which might have been, on my part, perfectly innocent, or the result of politeness.

Her natural laugh soon returned, and, having rapidly read in her mind all I have just described, I lost no time in restoring her confidence, and, judging that I would venture too much by active operations, I resolved to employ the following morning in a friendly chat during which I could make her out better.
In pursuance of that plan, the next morning, as we were talking, I told her that it was cold, but that she would not feel it if she would lie down near me.
"Shall I disturb you ?" she said.
"No; but I am thinking that if your mother happened to come in, she would be angry." "Mother would not think of any harm." "Come, then.

But Lucie, do you know what danger you are exposing yourself to ?" "Certainly I do; but you are good, and, what is more, you are a priest." "Come; only lock the door." "No, no, for people might think....