"Also," she said in a low voice, "I have been wondering who permits you to address me as Carillonnette. Also as Maryette. You have been, heretofore, quite correct in assuming that mademoiselle is the proper form of address."
"I was so glad to see you," he said, so simply that she flushed again and offered no further comment.
For a long while she let him do the talking, which was perfectly agreeable to him. He talked on every subject he could think of, frankly practicing idioms on her, pleased with his own fluency and his progress in French.
After a while she said, looking around at him with a curiosity quite friendly:
"Tell me, Monsieur Burley, why did you desire to come with me today?"
He started to reply, but checked himself, looking into the dark blue and engaging eyes.[pg 196] After a moment the engaging eyes became brilliantly serious.
"Tell me," she repeated. "Is it because there were some rumours last evening concerning Nivelle?"
"Wee!"
"Oh," she nodded, thoughtfully.
After driving for a little while in silence she looked around at him with an expression on her face which altered it exquisitely.