t be right."
"Not right!"
"No, you do not know me. I told you before I was a sham, a fraud, not
what I appeared to be. I will not explain even to you, and you must not
ask me. Only it hurts me to hear you say what you have, and be compelled
to return this answer."
"You care then--you do not disguise that?"
She threw her head back proudly, making no attempt to withdraw her hands.
"Yes, I care; any woman would. It is not true that I have served you
merely because you were a soldier of the Colonies. I think it was true,
perhaps, at first, but--but later it was different. Oh! why do I say
this! Why do I delay your departure by consenting to remain here in
conversation! Major Lawrence, cannot you realize that my only desire is
to have you get away safely?"
"But that is not my only desire," I protested. "It must be weeks, months,
before I can hope to see you again. I am a servant of the Colonies, and
must go where I am sent; we are upon the verge of a campaign involving
exposure and battle. I may not even come forth alive. Must I go without a
word, without a hope? Claire, Claire, sweetheart, you have no right to
turn me away, because of some phantom of imagination--"
"But it is not, it is terribly real."
"I care not; I would still love you in spite of all; you may be a spy--a
British spy--but the fact would mean nothing to me. I would trust you,
Claire, your womanhood; I should know that whatever you did was in
accordance with your conscience, and be content--if you but love me. And,
thank God! I know you do."
"I--I--no! You cannot mean that!"
"Ay, but I do. Have you supposed I could not read the message of those
eyes? Oh, it may be dark, dear, but there is a star-gleam, and when the
lashes lift--they confess a thousand times more than your lips
acknowledge. Yet I insist on the lips! Now tell me," and I held her to
me, "tell me!"
"What--oh, Major, please!"
"There are but three words to speak; whisper them, dear, and I go."
"Three words!"
"Such easy words; they are trembling on your lips now--_I love you_."
"But if I do not; if they are false. Hush! There is some one on the
veranda--Seldon must have returned."
"All the more reason why you should speak quickly," I whispered, without
releasing her.
"Will you go, then? At once?"
"I pledge my word."
She drew a deep breath, her eyes shadowed, but I could hear the swift
pulsing of her heart.
"It--it will mean nothing--nothing."
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