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not agree to that!" she cried, imperatively. "If you give yourself up to them, Philip
Quentin, I will deny every word of your confession," she went on, triumphantly.
"I'm afraid they would doubt you," he responded, bat his heart reaped gladly. "And
do you know what else I shall do if you persist? I'll tell the world that you were not
alone in this affair, and I'll send the officers to Castle Craneycrow to arrest
every--"she was crying hysterically, when he interrupted. "But you have
promised to shield them!" "Promised! I will forget that I ever made a promise.
Philip Quentin, ether I go to Brussels alone or every person in Craneycrow goes
to prison with you. I'll not spare one of them. Promise? What do I care for that
promise? Do as you like, Phil, but I mean every word of it!" "You wouldn’t dare,
Dorothy, you wouldn’t dare!" he creed, imploringly. "They are not to blame. I am
the guilty one. They are not--" "One way or the other, Phil!" she cried, firmly. "It is
safety for all or disgrace for all. Now, will you go to Brussels?" 'But, my heavens,
how can you explain to the world? He cried, in deepest distress "I have thought
of all that. Providence gave me the solution," she said, her face beaming with the
joy of victory. "Not even Providence can supply an explanation," he groaned.
"You forget Courant, the dead man. He cannot deny the charge if I conclude to
accuse him of the crime. He is the solution!" XXX LOVE IS BLIND "But
Ugo can disprove it," he said, after a moment's thought. "Only by confessing his
own duplicity," she said, tranquilly. "You will not marry him, Dorothy?" He looked
him full in the eyes, and no word could have answered plainer than the disdain
which swept across her lovely face. "What do you think of me, Phil!?'' she asked,
in hurt tones, and he answered with his eyes because he could not trust his voice.
The longing to throw her arms about the man whose burning eyes had set her
heart afire was almost uncontrollable; the hope that he would throw off restraint
and cry out his love, drove her timidly into silent expectancy. His whole soul
surged to his lips and eyes, but he fought back the words that would have made
them both so happy. He knew she loved him; the taintest whisper from him would
cause her lips to breathe the passion her eyes revealed And yet he was strong
enough to bide his time. How long this exquisite communion of thoughts lasted
neither knew nor cared. Through the leafy wood they drove, in utter silence, both