"'Ansit ansin hassaf awai,'" repeated the Countess, her face lighting up with a sweetly conscious expression.
The Senator paused.
"Well?"
"I--ehem! I forget."
"Forget? Impossible!"
"I do really."
"Ah now! Forget? I see by youar face--you desave. Say on."
The Countess again gently touched his arm with both of her little hands, and held it as though she would clasp it.
"Have you fear? Ah, cruel!"
The Senator turned pale, but finding refusal impossible, boldly finished: