"We will come to-morrow," he said.

"Did you understand?
Lisa wishes to be friends with you.

She is ready to forgive," he groped on, blundering, like a man.
"Oh, yes, I understand.

You and Lisa are coming to forgive me to-morrow," she said, smiling.
He looked at her, perplexed and waiting.

But she said no more.
"Well, I must go now.