You will come, sweetheart, will you not ?" "If you still wish it, Armand," she murmured.
Still wish it! He would gladly go to-morrow if she would come with him.
But, of course, that could not be arranged.

She had her contract to fulfil at the theatre, then there would be her house and furniture to dispose of, and there was Aunt Marie....

But, of course, Aunt Marie would come too....

She thought that she could get away some time before the spring; and he swore that he could not leave Paris until she came with him.
It seemed a terrible deadlock, for she could not bear to think of him alone in those awful Paris streets, where she knew that spies would always be tracking him.

She had no illusions as to the impression which she had made on Heron; she knew that it could only be a momentary one, and that Armand would henceforth be in daily, hourly danger.
At last she promised him that she would take the advice of his chief; they would both be guided by what he said.