"Yes; but as she knows _how_ to refuse, it is perhaps more to be
appreciated than when others accept," he replied.

When the family separated for the night, and Carmen had as usual given
her hand to her hostess, Adele, and Hans, she hesitated a second, and
then, with a burning blush mantling her cheek, extended her hand to
Alexander. Heretofore she had persistently avoided him; but to-day he
had proved himself her friend and protector, and she felt that some
reparation was due him for her rudeness in the past.

As she held out the little hand, and wished him "Good-night," she gave
him a pleading glance, as if to say, "Do not be angry with me!"

His countenance lighted up with surprise and pleasure. Her eyes, so
fascinating when flashing with indignation, now seemed irresistible
when moistened by a gentler emotion; and as he looked into their dark,
unfathomable depths, he felt as if he would like to gaze forever. But
her eyes fell before his ardent glance, and bowing low over the
proffered hand, he kissed it respectfully, feeling as honored as if a
queen had allowed him the privilege.

From this night Carmen's intercourse with Alexander assumed a much more
friendly character; but was, of course, very brief, as only two more
days remained ere the pleasant party at Wollmershain would be broken
up, and Adele and Carmen return to their duties.