"No, don't open it," he added hastily.
"Where did you get it?"
"She dropped it by the river. It was open when I picked it up."
"Why, it 's the locket— How does it open?" She was busy looking for the spring.
"I implore you not to open it!" he cried, catching her hand and restraining her.
"Why?" she asked, pausing and looking up at him.
The question and the look that accompanied it proved too great a strain for Dieppe's self-control. Now he caught both her hands in his as he said:
"Because I can't bear that you should suffer. Because I love you too much."
Without a doubt it was delight that lit up her, eyes now, but she whispered reprovingly, "Oh, you! You the ambassador."
"I had n't seen that locket when I became his ambassador."