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"What everybody says is rarely true, my lord We are not betrothed"

"You don't----" exclaimed Drake

A ill turn if trodden on too heavily Falconer turned His face

grew hot, his dark eyes flashed

"Yes, my lord, I love her!" he said, and the lowness of his voice only

intensified its emphasis "I love her so well--so madly, if you

like--that I choose to set conventionality at defiance, and speak the

truth I love her, but I can never win her, because there is one who

coazing

down at the wan face with flashing eyes "I do not knoho he is She

has never uttered a word to guide er, my lord! Whoever he may be, he is not worthy of her; but she

cares for hih for him

If I were that man----"

He stopped, for his breath had failed hi the conclusion of the sentence from him

"If I were that man, I'd strive to win her as I'd strive for heaven! Ah,

it would be heaven!" His lips twitched, and he turned his face away for

aelse as of no account I would