'Do you truly ?' 'I tell you,' he cried, 'I love you next after myself.

I should be all abroad if I had lost you.' 'Well, then,' said she, folding up the paper and putting it calmly in her pocket, 'I will believe you, and I join the plot.

Count upon me.

At midnight, did you say?
It is Gordon, I see, that you have charged with it.

Excellent; he will stick at nothing--' Gondremark watched her suspiciously.