aid Bettina, "I am going to remind you today of your promise;
you remember what passed between us the night of his departure; we
settled that if, on the day of his return, I could say to you, 'Susie, I
am sure that I love him,' we settled that you would allow me to speak
frankly to him, and ask him if he would have me for his wife."

"Yes, I did promise you. But are you very sure?"

"Absolutely--and now the time has come to redeem your promise. I warn you
that I intend to bring him to this very place," she added, smiling, "to
this seat; and to use almost the same language to him that you formerly
used to Richard. You were successful, Susie, you are perfectly happy, and
I--that is what I wish to be."

"Richard, Susie has told you about Monsieur Reynaud."

"Yes, and she has told me that there is no man of whom she has a higher
opinion, but--"

"But she has told you that for me it would be a rather quiet, rather
commonplace marriage. Oh, naughty sister! Will you believe it, Richard,
that I can not get this fear out of her head? She does not understand
that, before everything, I wish to love and be loved; will you believe
it, Richard, that only last week she laid a horrible trap for me? You
know that there exists a certain Prince Romanelli."

"Yes, I know you might have been a princess."

"That would not have been immensely difficult, I believe. Well, one day I
was so foolish as to say to Susie, that, in extremity, I might accept the
Prince Romanelli. Now, just imagine what she did. The Turners were at
Trouville, Susie had arranged a little plot. We lunched with the Prince,
but the result was disastrous. Accept him! The two hours that I passed
with him, I passed in asking myself how I could have said such a thing.
No, Richard; no, Susie; I will be neither princess, nor marchioness, nor
countess. My wish is to be Madame Jean Reynaud; if, however, Monsieur
Jean Reynaud will agree to it, and that is by no means certain."

The regiment entered the village, and suddenly military music burst
martial and joyous across the space. All three remained silent, it was
the regiment, it was Jean who passed; the sound became fainter, died
away, and Bettina continued:

"No, that is not certain. He loves me, however, and much, but without
knowing well what I am; I think that I deserve to be loved differently; I
think that I should not cause him so much terror, so much fear, if he
knew me better, and that is why I ask you to permit m