'He wants a war elopement, I see,' said Landi. 'Mais ça ne se fait pas!'
'Then what am I to say?'
'Rien.'
'But, Landi, you know I shan't really ever…'
'Would it give you pleasure to see him married to the Spanish girl?'
'She's not exactly Spanish—she only looks it. Don't laugh like that!'
'I don't know why, but Spain seems always to remind me of something ridiculous. Onions—or guitars.'
'Well, I shouldn't mind her nearly so much as anyone else.'
'You don't mind her,' said Landi. 'Vous savez qu'il ne l'épouse pas?
What would you dislike him to do most?'
'I think I couldn't bear anyone else to take my place exactly,' admitted
Edith.