"I was not speaking of your Breton lessons."
"No!"
She looked up in surprise, and, meeting his gaze, felt the warm blood surge in her cheeks.
"I would like to teach you of our Brittany," she said falteringly, "because—well—is it not your country too?"
"I never counted it such till I knew you."
"You have never been here before?"
"I vow I shall never wish to leave it, if——"
"If——"
Her face was half turned from him, so that he should not see the blushes which might betray the fact that she had read a secret in his eyes.
But he was leaning forward, half across the rocky ledge on which they sat, his blue eyes aflame with sudden passion.