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Chapter XI I Live Again |
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"It is perfectly true," said Rattray in a low voice. "And poor Mr. Cole told you that he knew nothing of your villany?" "I found out that he knew absolutely nothing - after first thinking otherwise." "Suppose he had known? What would you have done?" Rattray said nothing. Santos shrugged as he lit a fresh cigarette. The captain went on with his supper. "Ashamed to say!" cried Eva Denison. "So you have some shame left still! Well, I will tell you. You would have murdered him, as you murdered all the rest; you would have killed him in cold blood, as I wish and pray that you would kill me!" The young fellow faced her, white to the lips. "You have no right to say that, Miss Denison!" he cried. "I may be bad, but, as I am ready to answer for my sins, the crime of murder is not among them. Well, it is still some satisfaction to remember that my love never punished me with such a look as was the young squire's reward for this protestation. The curl of the pink nostrils, the parting of the proud lips, the gleam of the sound white teeth, before a word was spoken, were more than I, for one, could have borne. For I did not see the grief underlying the scorn, but actually found it in my heart to pity this poor devil of a Rattray: so humbly fell those fine eyes of his, so like a dog did he stand, waiting to be whipped. |
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