Or else..." the words would come from his quivering lips--"or else war to the knife!" "War to the knife!" she echoed with flashing eyes.

"But one thing more.
I have proof that the emerald which Hiram sold belonged to me.

By all the saints--proof!" "So much the better for you," he said.

"Woe to us both, if you force me to forget that you are a woman!" And he left the room with a rapid step..