"No--no! It is only a _bagatelle_.

Think no more of it, I beg.

I merited it for my negligence.
Now, while there is still light, let us decide where you can with the greatest convenience pass the night." He was prepared for some measure of dismay, as he thus presented to her the worst aspect of the catastrophe.

But Chris remained serene.

She was rapidly recovering her spirits.
"Oh, yes," she said.