“That is absurd. Why do you want her? I never want another man when we speak together.”
“But I am very fond of Molly.”
“So am I most affectionate of my professor in Leipsic, but I never once have wished for him when I was with you.”
“No, it is quite one. Do not go for mademoiselle; I have something to say to you, and there is only to-night to say it.”
“What is it?”
“It is that I have really to go away. This time I must. I go to-morrow morning without fail.”
“I am so glad,” she exclaimed.
“Yes,” he said, with a quick glance; “is it really so that my going makes you pleasure? Truly I only come in return for your kindness of last night—when you send for me, you know. I think that I wish to repay. But now, if we are quite friends, I must go very early to-morrow in the morning.”
“I am glad that you are going,” she said quietly, “and you know why. And I shall be glad when we meet again,” she added in a lighter tone.