"Ah, don't ask me! I don't speak your language," she retorted
petulantly.
The answer smote him like a blow, and he stood still in the path,
looking down at her.
"What did I come for, if I don't speak yours?"
"Oh, my friend--!" She laid her hand lightly on his arm, and he pleaded
earnestly: "Ellen--why won't you tell me what's happened?"