Here she heaved a deep sigh.
"Well, what?" asked the youth, ingenuously.
"You might see some girl that you might like better than myself, and then you will regret that you have engaged yourself to a girl whom you think you are obliged to marry."
"How can you think me so fickle?"
"You are so young."
"So is Uros young, and still——"
"Still?" she asked, smilingly, with an inquisitive look.
"He is in love."
"With?"
"A woman," said Milenko, gloomily.