Agapit could not speak for a time. He was struggling with an intense emotion that would have been unintelligible to her if he had expressed it. At last he said, "How did you know that I was here?"
"I saw you," said Bidiane, and she slightly slackened her pace, and glanced at him from the corners of her eyes.
"Through the window?"
"Yes."
"Why did you not come in?"
"I did not wish to do so."
"You are jealous," he exclaimed, and he endeavored to take her hand.
"Let my hand alone,—you flatter yourself."
"You were frightened there in the river, little one," he murmured.