He proposed a walk, since his interference had lost her one.

She yielded a cold assent.

This vexed him, but he took it for granted it would wear off before the end of the walk.

Edouard's heart bounded, but he loved her too sincerely to be happy unless he could see her happy too; the malicious thing saw this, or perhaps knew it by instinct, and by means of this good feeling of his she revenged herself for his tyranny.

She tortured him as only a woman can torture, and as even she can torture only a worthy man, and one who loves her.