Amandine appeared to brighten at his suggestion but it was short-lived. She could see herself living there, happy as she had been in France; she could be free of serving, perhaps do something else for his estate! But as quickly as she had smiled, she had shaken her head, dipping her chin suddenly and giving way to silent sobs which seemed to come out of nowhere. That was a mere dream and nothing more. To have it made into reality was to have it soon broken by Olivier.
"No, Lysander, I can't - my husband.. I have a duty to him. I married him. I cannot leave him... oh I am a mess, now!" she said, admonishing herself.