If all you tell me now is true, Lieutenant Galesworth, I hardly know how I dare look you in the face." "Forget that, and let us understand fully.

Will you tell me all,--how you came to protect Le Gaire, and what it was he told you ?" She was silent, her eyes shaded, and I waited, wondering if she meant to speak.
"Perhaps if you consent to do this," I urged, "it may help to clear up the mystery of his death." "You have not told me about that." "I know little beyond the discovery of the body," gravely, "and should prefer to understand all that passed between you before going on with my own tale.

I have taken you already as far as I have witnesses to corroborate me--beyond that you will have to trust my word alone." Her long lashes uplifted, the blue-gray eyes looking directly into my own.
"What is all that firing ?" she questioned.

"The house fairly quakes; is it a battle ?" "Yes; the contending forces have been gradually drawing nearer ever since daylight.

The Confederate lines are being forced back, and when Chambers arrives in support this point may prove the centre of struggle.
I am eager to get away, Miss Billie, to protect the lives of my men, but I could not leave with you feeling as you did--believing me a coward, a murderer." "But I am ashamed to tell you--ashamed to confess I could ever have thought it true." I touched her hand with my fingers, and she did not shrink away, or seem to observe the action.
"I am bound to learn sometime--wouldn't you rather tell me yourself ?" "Yes, for, perhaps, I can make it seem less bad, more natural.