You will mourn, any how, if I am killed." "How do you know I would ?" Her Spanish eyes twinkled as she spoke; but for fear of going too far, she laid her hand on his shoulder.

Manuel turned sharply round.
"You deserve to be shot, Manuel, for joining in a miff.

Why didn't you tell me you were going to be a soldier ?" He grasped her hand tighter, but made no reply.
"I say, why did not you tell me first ?" "And if I had told you, what then ?" "Why, I should not have let you do it, you savage.

If you had only asked me, I might be willing to marry you next week.

But as it is, I am not going to be left a widow, I can tell you." "Inez, I don't believe you care whether I am killed of not.