I wonder where he has gone ?" "I would I could fathom that heart of yours." "It is very light and free just now." "Am I your confidante in all things ?" "I believe so." "The year I lived with you at the hotel taught me that you are like sand; a great many strange things going on below." "What a compliment! But give up trying to fathom me, Anne.

I love you better when you laugh.

Must you be a nun, you who were once so gay ?" "I am weary." "Of what?
You ask me if I am your confidante in all things; Anne, are you mine ?" No answer.
"So.

Well, I shall not question you." The speaker drew her companion closer and retucked the robes; and silence fell upon the two, silence broken only by the wind, the flapping leather curtains, and the muffled howling of the postilion.
It was twelve o'clock when the diligence drew up before the Corne d'Abondance.

The host came out, holding a candle above his head and shading his eyes with his unengaged hand.
"Maitre, I have brought you two guests," said the postilion, sliding off his horse and grunting with satisfaction.
"Gentlemen, I hope." "Ladies!" and lowering his voice, the postilion added: "Ladies of high degree, I can tell you.