Classic Book Library : Historical Fiction : My Lady Of The North / The Love Story Of A Gray Jacket : Chapter 18 : Page 4 of 9 "Put down your pistol," she ordered coldly. "I assure you my reputation is in no immediate danger unless you shoot me, and your bullet shall certainly find my heart before it ever reaches Captain Wayne." "Truly, you must indeed love him," he sneered. So close to me was she standing that I could feel her form tremble at this insult, yet her voice remained emotionless. "Your uncalled-for words shame me, not my actions. In being here with Captain Wayne to-night I am merely paying a simple debt of honor--a double debt, indeed, considering that he was condemned to death by your lie, while you deceived me by another." "Did he tell you that?" "He did not. Like the true gentleman he has ever shown himself to be, he endeavored to disguise the facts, to withhold from me all knowledge of your dastardly action. I know it by the infamous sentence pronounced against him and by your falsehood to me." "Edith, you mistake," he urged anxiously. "I--I was told that he had been sent North." She drew a deep breath, as though she could scarcely grasp the full audacity of his pretence to ignorance. Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |