"Behind your bed-curtains, if you will allow me." "Nanon!"
"Let me be near you, dear. I have faith in my star; I shall bring you luck."
"But, Nanon, suppose this flag of truce—"
"Well?"
"Should have some State secret to tell me?"
"Can you not intrust a State secret to her who has intrusted her life and her fortune to you?"
"Very well! listen to us, Nanon, if you insist upon it; but don't detain me any longer; the messenger is waiting for me."
"Go, Canolles, go; but, first, accept my loving thanks for your kindness to me!"
And the young woman would have kissed her lover's hand.
"Foolish girl!" said Canolles, pressing her to his heart and kissing her on the forehead; "so you will be—"