"Somewhat mollified by his submissive air, I continued:
"'Well, Monsieur Gabriel, as you are in love with me, of course you want to marry me; for my parents say that people ought not to love unless they're going to be married. I don't know how true that is. Would you like to marry me, Monsieur Gabriel?'
"'Why, certainly, mademoiselle, if you think it's possible.'
"'Why shouldn't it be, monsieur? Isn't it true that young men are brought into the world to marry young women?'
"'I don't know, mademoiselle.'
"'What's that? you don't know? For heaven's sake, what did they teach you at your school, monsieur?'
"'Latin, Greek, mathematics, geography, mademoiselle.'
"'And nothing at all about young ladies and love and marriage?'
"'Nothing at all!'
"'Much good it does to send boys to school! it's a funny kind of education they get! However, Monsieur Gabriel, you're in love with me, you love me, you want to marry me; and I ask nothing better than to be your wife. Well, monsieur, you must go to my father and ask him for my hand.'