7/8 Do you think I'm fool enough to make a martyr of him? I want you; and what I want I get. You'll hate me for it, eh ?" He went off without waiting for an answer, stumbling as he walked like one who was dazed. Her strength held with her until he was out of sight among the trees, but then she sank to the ground, panting. Sooner or later they were sure to discover her ruse, and the moment one of them learned that she did not love the other, they would rush into battle. |