"I thank you for your warning, but I may stay no longer," the young man said, and he stepped away with his head down.
"Which way do you take?" she demanded.
"I am southward bound."
"You are—brave, friend."
"Friend!" he exclaimed, with a sobbing note of indignation. "Would you have me trust in you again?"
"I had forgot," she admitted. "Are you going now?"
He moved on through the grove; but he had not made a dozen steps before she called to him.
"Have you, then, no word of farewell?"
He turned, but did not look at her as he said: "May you live to fortune and a happy future."
"You said you loved me," said Madeleine, her figure drooping. "Why did you deceive me?"