"You must not forget," continued Jeanne, who proudly raised her head as she spoke, "that I am engaged to Isidore Perdreau."
"Yes, I know it," said Jean-Louis.
"Consequently," she replied, "it is no longer possible for me to treat you as formerly. You know why?"
"I know it," answered he, lowering his head.
"It is no longer proper," said she, "for us to behave as brother and sister, since we are not so really."
"That is true," said Jeannet, his heart aching with mortal agony.
"That is all I have to say," added Jeannette in a still haughtier tone; "and now, Jean-Louis, I wish you much joy and happiness—this I say in remembrance of our friendship!"
"Are you bidding me farewell?" asked he.
"I will see you later—and—and your wife also; but you understand?"
"My wife?" said Jeannet.