“Oh! mon Dieu!”
With another sigh she resigned herself to the inevitable:
“Well, go ahead! But what can you say to me that you have not already said in the last four hours?”
The thunder roared, but Jeanne no longer noticed it.
“To-morrow morning we will go to the monastery,” said she.
“Why yes, of course!”
“Only we two alone?”
“Yes, certainly, that is already settled.”
The tearful voice was silent a moment, and then went on: “You have not yet promised not to tell anything here in the house.”
“I’ve promised at least ten times!”