“You know what you are to say—do you not—if you are questioned about my fainting last night?”
“I know.”
“You must say that the Padre was not he; that I was disappointed, and that was why I fainted.”
“Gracious, Jeanne! This is the twentieth time you have said that!”
“How cruel you are, Noemi! How little you care for me!”
Silence.
Jeanne’s voice began again:
“Tell me what you think. Do you really believe he has forgotten me?”
“I will not answer that again!”
“Oh! please answer! Just one word, then I will let you go to sleep!”