So here is your chance, Mademoiselle Charvill. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford. What of Gosse, whom those soldiers had allowed to escape? Hiding—or perhaps gone. I have suffered all this. You didn’t even put the twelve words. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. Gosse would have killed me, and perhaps in the fight I might kill him. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. Why don’t you wait and see if you do truly love me, then I can believe you? Then I know I am worth waiting for. I don’t conceal it.
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