He kept looking at her with great confusion, and bowing most respectfully, as if he wanted to atone for his past conduct towards her.

As for Henriette, she seemed to say to him, but without the shadow of a reproach; "I am glad that you think me worth more than ten sequins." We sat down to dinner, and from that moment she did the honours of the table with the perfect ease of a person who is accustomed to fulfil that difficult duty.

She treated me like a beloved husband, and the captain like a respected friend.

The poor Hungarian begged me to tell her that if he had seen her, as she was now, in Civita Vecchia, when she came out of the tartan, he should never have dreamed of dispatching his cicerone to her room.
"Oh! tell him that I do not doubt it.

But is it not strange that a poor little female dress should command more respect than the garb of an officer ?" "Pray do not abuse the officer's costume, for it is to it that I am indebted for my happiness." "Yes," she said, with a loving smile, "as I owe mine to the sbirri of Cesena." We remained for a long time at the table, and our delightful conversation turned upon no other topic than our mutual felicity.