"No."
"You've been put out?"
"How do you know that?"
"'Tis quite plain. But come on; let us go away. I am suffocating!"
She made him accompany her along the street; she panted for breath; he could feel her thin arm trembling on his own. Suddenly, she broke out:
"Ah! the wretch!"
"Who, pray?"
"Why, he—he—Delmar!"
This revelation humiliated Frederick. He next asked:
"Are you quite sure of it?"