enough to
feel
rather
glad that
he was in
this way
forcing
your
hand.” “I
don't
think y ou
ought to
have felt
glad,
Angel.Because't
is alway s
mournful
not to be
wanted,
even if at
the same
time'tis
convenient.”
“Well, it
is
convenient—you
have
admitted
that.”He
put his
finger
upon her
cheek.“Ah！”he
said.
“What?” “I
feel the
red rising
up at her
having
been
caught！But
why should
I trifle
so！We will
not
trifle—life
is too
serious.”
“It
is.Perhaps
