You ask a great deal, Monsieur." "There is no limit to what I would ask, Mademoiselle." She laughed gaily.
"If--" she inquired, with raised eyebrows.
"If I dared." Again she looked at him with that little air of surprise.
"But I thought you were so brave ?" she said.

"So reckless of danger?
A brave man assuredly does not ask.

He takes that which he would have." It happened that she had clasped her hands behind her back, leaving the primroses at her waist uncovered and half falling from the ribbon.
In a moment he had reached out his hand and taken them.

She leapt back, as if she feared that he might take more, and ran back toward the house, placing a rough tangle of brier between herself and this robber.

Her laughing face looked at him through the brier.
"You have your primroses," she said, "but I did not give them to you.
You want too much, I think." "I want what that ribbon binds," he answered.