I won't be gone long." I have gone into battle with less trepidation than I approached that door, but never with greater determination to bear myself as became a man.

Billie was going to know the truth just as clearly as I could tell it to her.

I could not convince myself it was love for Le Gaire which had so affected her.

I doubted if she had ever loved him.

The fellow had played upon her sympathy, her pity, and circumstances had conspired to cause her to believe I was his murderer.