“Adolphe,” she says, “do you want to do me a favor?”
“Of course.”
“Won’t you refuse?”
“If your request is reasonable, I am willing—”
“Ah, already—that’s a true husband’s word—if—”
“Come, what is it?”
“I want to learn to ride on horseback.”
“Now, is it a possible thing, Caroline?”
Caroline looks out of the window, and tries to wipe away a dry tear.
“Listen,” resumes Adolphe; “I cannot let you go alone to the riding-school; and I cannot go with you while business gives me the annoyance it does now. What’s the matter? I think I have given you unanswerable reasons.”