liberty, and there is no harm in that until I give it up to you."
"And when may that be, Stella?"
"Need we talk about it now? I must wait until my brother Alban is married."
"Do you love Alban, then, better than me?"
"I have promised him."
"And you have promised me. I have waited a long time now."
"Yes, you have waited a month."
Is it only a month? Even if it be no more, it is a long time. Tell me, Stella; when?"
"When Alban is married."
"Does he wish that?"
"I think he wishes that."
"Then, he is selfish."
"But he has not said so. He has not pressed me to stay with him. He wishes me, I know, to please myself, and I think it right to remain with him."
"And yet you love me, Stella?"
"I am sure you do not doubt it, Gerard."
"Then, are we not wasting our best
