"But I," she broke out with animation, as though the truth was too strong to be restrained within her; "I have loved no one but you."
He took her hand and raised it to his lips.
"I think we might rather leave that undecided, though," he said.
"Look, I have brought some violets with me for you."
He smiled.
"Are they to prove that you have told me the truth? Anybody would think, from the way in which you said that, that you have done nothing else since we last met but pluck, or, at least, buy, violets for me. However, many thanks! But tell me, why didn't you want to get into the carriage?"
"Oh, but you know, a walk is so nice."
"But we can't walk forever…. We are having supper together, though?"
"Yes, I shall be delighted—for instance, here in an hotel," she added hastily.
At that time they were walking through quieter streets, and it was growing dusk.