But I can't now.

It won't be long.
When you tell me we are safe, I shall believe you.

And then--" She withdrew her hands from his and dropped back on her pillow.
"And then--what ?" he asked, leaning far over.
"You may not like me, Jeems." "I love you," he whispered.

"Nothing in the world can stop my loving you." "Even if I tell you--soon--that I killed Barkley ?" "No.

You would be lying." "Or--if I told you--that I--killed--Kedsty ?" "No matter what you said, or what proof there might be back there, I would not believe you." She was silent.