"Me!" gasped Gabrielle. "What have I done?"
"Nothing, Gabrielle. Yes, everything; for you have stolen my heart."
"Your heart, Jean? Impossible! That is what does not exist. A great strong body? Yes. A brain? Certainly. Capacity of every kind? Oh, yes. But a heart? Do not deceive yourself. You have no heart to lose. No, no! Do not touch me! Do not dare! But answer! Is it not as I have said?"
"It may be so, Gabrielle; but when will you marry me, dear?"
"What is that you say? Marry you? Oh, no; I could not."
"Why not, Gabrielle? Why not, little one?"
"Oh, there are many, many reasons. In the first place, I do not love you, Jean."
"That is because you will not let yourself love me, Gabrielle."
"Again, Jean, you do not love me."
"How do you know, Gabrielle?"