“You will not see me again,” she murmured.
Captain Belval was greatly amused at this:
“I say, I say! And why sha’n’t I see you again, Little Mother Coralie?”
“Because I don’t wish it.”
“And your reason, please?”
“My reason?”
She turned her eyes to him and said, slowly:
“I am married.”
Belval seemed in no way disconcerted by this news. On the contrary, he said, in the calmest of tones:
“Well, you must marry again! No doubt your husband is an old man and you do not love him. He will therefore understand that, as you have some one in love with you . . .”