"You are in a state of excitement." "Which makes you uncomfortable ?" interrupted the young girl mockingly.
"Yes, but for your sake only," said he, coldly.
"For mine ?" "Certainly.

I fear your committing an imprudence which might harm you." "Yes; but you with me! And it is that only which makes you afraid." The Prince looked at Mademoiselle de Cernay, smilingly.

Changing his tone, he took her hand in his.
"How naughty you are to-night! And what temper you are showing toward poor Serge! What an opinion he will have of himself after your displaying such a flattering scene of jealousy!" Jeanne drew away her hand.
"Ah, don't try to joke.

This is not the moment, I assure you.

You don't exactly realize your situation.