a change in me, the melancholy that was written on my face did not escape her.
"You say it has not affected you? It is too terrible to see how you look. I am so angry with him. And just think of it, my uncle and aunt proposed to marry my cousin to him." Chanchal became excited as she said this.
"I am very glad to hear it," I replied.
"Moni, do you mean that? Can you tell me in good faith that you do not love him any more, that you are not sorry because the engagement has been broken off?"
"I am not sorry. Chanchal, do you think I would tell you an untruth? I might not tell you all that is in my heart, but tell you a falsehood—never."
Chanchal was evidently delighted at this assurance, She pressed my cheeks between her palms and exclaimed:
"You dear, sweet friend, I do not know then what ails you. You are not in your best mood. Certainly you trusted this man, and he deceived you. That must cause you pain."
"Yes, it caused me some pain, that I will not deny, but do not think that I am pining over that affair now."
