She had been
troubled and tried beyond bearing, and her impulsive nature revolted at
his silence. She misunderstood him, or, if she did not wholly
misunderstand him, she was angry at what she thought was a needless
remorse or sensitiveness. Did not the man deserve his end?
"There is only one course to pursue," he rejoined quietly, "and that is
the course we entered upon last night. I neither doubted yourself nor
your courage. Thee must not turn back now. Thee must not alter the course
which was your own making, and the only course which thee could, or I
should, take. I have planned my life according to the word I gave you. I
could not turn back now. We are strangers, and we must remain so. Thee
will go from here now, and we must not meet again. I am--"
"I know who you are," she broke in. "I know what your religion is; that
fighting and war and bloodshed is a sin to you."
"I am of no family or place in England," he went on calmly. "I come of
yeoman and trading stock; I have nothing in common with people of rank.
Our lines of life will not cross.
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