If I were as bent on sheer destructiveness as he imagines me to be, I should waste no more time, but offer it to Germany.

Germany would take it at once--Germany would require no persuasion to use it!--Germany would make me a millionaire twice over for the monopoly of such a force!--that is, if I wanted to be a millionaire, which I don't.

But Gwent's a fool--I must have scared him out of his wits, or he wouldn't write all this stuff about risks to my life, advising me to marry quickly and settle down! Good God! I ?--Marry and settle down?
What a tame ending to a life's adventure! Hello, Manella!" His eyes lighted upon her as if he had only just seen her.

He rose from his chair and went over to where she sat by the window.
"Patient girl!" he said, patting her dark head with his big sun-browned hand--"As good as gold and quieter than a mouse! Well! You may go now.
I've read the letter and there's no answer.

Nothing for me to write, or for you to post!" She lifted her brilliant eyes to his--what glorious eyes they were! He would not have been man had he not been conscious of their amorous fire.