She felt his whole mind sounding in ecstasy. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. " CHAPTER XI. You don't realize what you have done. ” “I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford. Although Martha did not know it, she had her pistol and her daggers, and her knife.
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