“But she did not do so with tears and sighs and kisses, with her heart in her eyes. She thought of her father first.”
“Ye-es.” The answer came reluctantly.
“Then, I repeat, she does not love you as you loved her. Why must you love her, Monsieur Pierre? By this time she has forgotten you.”
“No; she will wait till the year is out.”
“And will then marry some one else?”
“Perhaps.”
“And when is the year up?”
“In three months.”
“Then, in that time she shall see her father, if—if—— Listen, monsieur. If I let him go I shall demand the sacrifice you were willing to make. You were willing to give yourself for him. Then I shall demand the exchange. You will do this willingly?”
“Give myself to you?”