We women see further, we
know more. I swear to you, Richard, that if you interfere I will
never forgive you as long as I live!"
Richard stared at his sister in amazement. There seemed to be some
new spirit born within her. Throughout all their days he had never
known her so much in earnest, so passionately insistent. He
looked from her to the man whom she sought to protect, and who
answered, unasked, the thoughts that were in his mind.
"Whatever harm I may have been able to do," Lessingham announced,
"is finished. I leave this place to-night, probably for ever. As
for the Commandant," he went on with a faint smile, "he is already
upon my track. There is nothing you can tell him about me which
he does not know. It is just a matter of hours, the toss of a
coin, whether I get away or not."
"They've found you out, then?" Richard exclaimed.
"Only a miracle saved me from arrest a week ago," Lessingham
acknowledged. "Your Commandant here is at the present moment in
London for the sole purpose of denouncing me."
"And yet you remain here, paying afternoon calls?" Richard observed
incredulously. "I'm hanged if I can see through this!"
"You see," Lessingham explained gently. "I am a fatalist!"
It was Helen who finally led her lover from the room. He looked
back from the door.
"Maderstrom," he said, "you know quite well how personally I feel
towards you.
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