With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. ’ There was a pause. ‘Coward,’ she threw at him, brandishing the sword. If I were a clean, free man—We’ll have to talk of all these things. But for a long time, anyhow, we lovers have to be as if we were no more than friends. "Now, let's see who'll dare to take him down," she cried. ’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him. . “He means nothing!” She whispered loudly. His statement was treated with derision. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship.
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