"Mais, 'Sieur Grandissime, you know, dad is so verrie unegspeg'."
"Oh! unexpected!"
"Mais, I was thing all dad time id was Clotilde wad you--"
She turned her face away and buried her mouth in her handkerchief.
"Ah!" he cried, "mock me no more, Aurore Nancanou!"
He rose erect and held the hand firmly which she strove to draw away:
"Say the word, sweet lady; say the word!"
She turned upon him suddenly, rose to her feet, was speechless an instant while her eyes flashed into his, and crying out:
"No!" burst into tears, laughed through them, and let him clasp her to his bosom.
