"Helen!" exclaimed Karl.
"You will be careful—you must not be too long with my brother," she said, remaining at the door.
"He is waiting for you," observed Frederic.
"For me?"
"Yes, come here."
"But I don't understand in the least."
"Never mind! Come here."
Karl offered his hand to Helen.
"Oh, mademoiselle," he said, "do what your brother asks, I entreat you."
"Well," she said, "what shall I do?"