She knew very nearly how much she could have to fear; and, timid as she was, would not be cowed or controlled by apprehensions so defined and bounded.

Eveena herself naturally resented the peril, and was revolted by the treason even more intensely than myself; and was for once hardly content that so heinous a crime should be so lightly visited.

In interposing "between the culprit and the horrors of the law, she had taken for granted the strenuous exertion of a domestic jurisdiction almost as absolute under the circumstances as that of ancient Rome.
"What suggested to you," I asked one day of Eveena, "the suspicion that so narrowly saved my life ?" "The carefully steadied hand--you have teased her so often for spilling everything it carried--and the unsteady eyes.

But," she added reluctantly, "I never liked to watch her--no, not lest you should notice it--but because she did not seem true in her ways with you; and I should have missed those signs but for a strange warning." ...

She paused.
"_I_ would not be warned," I answered with a bitter sigh.