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I am to woo a man before he will pay me the homage of
civility. It must be so, since you, who clearly know everything,
have said so. It remains for me to beg your pardon for my ignorance."
"It amuses you to be cruel," said Scaramouche. "No matter. Shall
we walk?"
They set out together, stepping briskly to warm their blood against
the wintry evening air. Awhile they went in silence, yet each
furtively observing the other.
"And so, you find me cruel?" she challenged him at length, thereby
betraying the fact that the accusation had struck home.
He looked at her with a half smile. "Will you deny it?"
"You are the first man that ever accused me of that."
"I dare not suppose myself the first man to whom you have been cruel.
That were an assumption too flattering to myself. I must prefer to
think that the others suffered in silence."
"Mon Dieu! Have you suffered?" She was between seriousness and
raillery.
"I place the confession as an offering on the altar of your vanity."
"I should never have suspected it.


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