“Yes, mademoiselle,” answered the baron grimly. “It is true.”
The colour had come back into her face and her eyes were shining.
“And is it true that you have suffered?” she asked of Jeneski.
He made a little motion with his hands, more expressive than any words.
“I have suffered, too,” she said simply.
“Oh, my love,” said Jeneski, humbly, “some day I hope you will find it in your heart to pardon me!”
She stood yet an instant looking at him, then she held out her hands.
“I pardon you now!” she said.
It was over. The Davises were gone, and Selden too had tried to go, but the baron had asked him to remain.