At length, one evening you showed yourself boldly, on a beautiful, bright night like this, in the full white light of the moon.

You came out so slowly from the inanimate objects near you, like a creation from all the mysteries that surrounded me, exactly as I had expected to see you for a long time, and punctual to the meeting.
"I have never forgotten the great desire to laugh, which I kept back, but which broke forth in spite of me, when you saved the linen that was being carried away by the Chevrotte.

I recollect my anger when you robbed me of my poor people, by giving them so much money, and thus making me appear as a miser.

I can still recall my fear on the evening when you forced me to run so fast through the grass with my bare feet.
Oh, yes, I have not forgotten anything--not the slightest thing." At this last sentence her voice, pure and crystalline, was a little broken by the thought of those magic words of the young man, the power of which she felt so deeply when he said, "I love you," and a deep blush passed over her face.

And he--he listened to her with delight.
"It is indeed true that I did wrong to tease you.