Isonna said yes.
"I am convinced," laughed the soldier. "When I marry Isonna you shall serve us."
"Go," said the girl to the maid, "and be ready when the lord commander wishes."
And when she was gone the young soldier and the girl laughed again together.
"Almost," said the girl, "she lost me my place in your household."
And one could not be certain from her words that she was not serious.
The soldier had again the impression that she had barely prevented some momentous disclosure. It gave his gayety pause and his coquetry caution.
"Then I am not in a heaven," said he, "and—you are not a heavenly person?"
The girl dropped to her knees beside him and asked:—
"I wish I might make this a heaven to you, and that I might seem—truly—like—a heavenly—person!"