But you must not stand any longer.

You will need all your strength for your journey." And he would have led her to a sofa.
But she gently declined.

"Ah, I am much too fine to sit down just now, my dear, kind father, I should crush my lace badly.

So please let me stand.

I am not conscious of weariness." He yielded, saying with a smile, "That would be a pity; for it is very beautiful.