Persistently he refused the challenge of her eyes.
"I told him the truth," she proceeded.

"I told him how it all began, and how it must last with me--to the end.

We spoke even of the duel.

I told him what both your seconds had explained to me,--that turn of the wrist, Conrad's wild lunge, how he literally threw himself upon the point of your sword.

Wilhelm understands and forgives, and he has sent you this letter." She drew a small grey envelope from her pocket.