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Veranilda

CHAPTER XI
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'But I have other means of learning the truth.

You try vainly to deceive me.' 'As you will, good nephew,' said the lady, as if indulgently.

'Believe as you list, and talk on, for you entertain me.' 'One thing I have to say,' pursued Basil, 'which you will perhaps find less amusing.' He had lost control of himself, and spoke in a low tone of fierce menace, all his body quivering.

'If I learn that Veranilda is in the hands of the Greeks, and that _you_ delivered her to them--by the God above us, your life shall pay for it.' Petronilla's face hardened till its cruel sternness outdid any expression of hatred possible to Basil's features.
'Keep your ruffian threats for more suitable occasion, such as you will find among your friends the Goths.' She spoke coldly and deliberately.
'If enslavement to a yellow-haired barbarian had not muddled your wits, you would long ago have seen who it was that has played you false.' Basil stared at her, his passion chilled with surprise and alarm.
'Played me false!' he echoed involuntarily.
'Who is it,' continued Petronilla with slow scorn, 'that you have trusted blindly?
To whom have you looked for guidance and protection?
Who has fostered your suspicion against _me_ ?' An intolerable pang went through the listener's heart.
'That's but another lie!' he exclaimed furiously.

'O basest of women born!' A hand was upon his dagger.


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