"But if I don't?"
"Well, I shall not eat you up as the dragon, that Marko Kraglievic killed, used to do, if people couldn't answer the questions he put them."
"And you'll tell me?" Thereupon he lifted up his eyes yearningly towards her.
"Perhaps," she replied, blushing, "but then, you must promise not to ask Milenko."
"I promise."
She stretched forth her hand. He pressed it lingeringly.
"Nor anybody else?"
"No."
"Then I'll tell you to-morrow."
He bade her good-bye, and went off with a heavy heart; she saw him disappear with a sigh.