"Oh, no!" said Milenko, laughing; "he is not married, but——"
"But what?"
"Well, you see, he is in love; but please do not mention a word about it to him or anyone else."
"Why, is it a secret?"
"Yes, it is a very great secret—that is to say, not a very great secret either, but it is a matter never to be spoken of."
"No? Why?"
"I can't tell you; indeed, I can't."
"How you tantalise me!"
"I'll tell you, perhaps, some other time."
"When?"