"Not my uncle, not the Marquis. He says there is something back of it all. He knows you are not a thief."
"It takes a d'Aumenier to understand a Marteau," said the young man proudly.
"And I am a d'Aumenier, too," said the woman.
"Then strive to comprehend my point of view."
"I can, I will, but——"
"What binds you to that Englishman?"
"My word, my uncle's word."
"Exactly. And what else binds you to keep my secret?"
The woman stared at him.
"Oh, do not urge that against me," she pleaded. "I must tell all."