“'Keep still, Jean. . . Let me settle it.'
“I went toward her and quietly, little by little, I began to reason with her, exhausting all the arguments that are used under similar circumstances. She listened to me, motionless, with a fixed gaze, obstinate and silent.
“Finally, not knowing what more to say, and seeing that there would be a scene, I thought of a last resort and said:
“'He loves you still, my dear, but his family want him to marry some one, and you understand—'
“She gave a start and exclaimed:
“'Ah! Ah! Now I understand:
“And turning toward him, she said:
“'You are—you are going to get married?'
“He replied decidedly” 'Yes.'
“She took a step forward.