Now, with puzzles ended and difficulties beginning, you threaten to make my unhappy lot still harder!" "Why did you bring me here ?" "That I do not know.

I could not answer you even did I know." "And why did I come ?" she mused, half to herself.
"Nor can I say that.

Needs must when the devil drives; and His Majesty surely was on the box and using his whip-hand, two days ago, back in Washington.

Your own sense of fairness will admit as much as that." She threw back her head like a restless horse, blooded, mettlesome, and resumed her pacing up and down, her hands now clasped behind her back.
"When I left the carriage with my maid Jeanne, there," she resumed at length; "when I passed through that dark train shed at midnight, I felt that something was wrong.

When the door of the railway coach was opened I felt that conviction grow.