Oh! he is calculating as all the fiends of Hell.

So, to wipe out the dishonour which I did him, he shifts the blame of it upon Killigrew and goes out to kill him, which he further thinks may act as a warning to me.

But if Killigrew dies...." And thus he rambled on, filling her gentle heart with anguish to see this feud increasing between the two men she loved best in all the world.

If the outcome of it should be that either were to kill the other, she knew that she could never again look upon the survivor.
She took heart at last in the memory of Sir Oliver's sworn promise that her brother's life should be inviolate to him, betide what might.

She trusted him; she depended upon his word and that rare strength of his which rendered possible to him a course that no weaker man would dare pursue.