he added resentfully.

"That is to say--"

"So hard hit that he threatens a duel or worse if I do not at once
further his desire to pursue his acquaintance. It's not myself
he's so eager to meet. He has no love for me, that's sure, long
ago."

"Indeed?" She kept her eyes fixed on her plate. If a slight flush
tinged her cheek it scarce was visible. "Is that all?" she asked
at length.

"Madam, you yourself could best answer your own question." He
looked at her keenly, not showing his case; not telling her that
Dunwody had shown him her hasty note. Not the flicker of an
eyelash betrayed her own thought. Surely, she had courage.
Surely, she meant trouble.

"How delightful!" she resumed at length calmly. "Not that I weary
of your company, sir; but I told you my parole was ended when we
reached the boat. Suppose, now, I should stand up here and cry out
that I am being restrained of my liberty. What would be the
result?"

"I should be hung at the yard-arm instantly! I should be lynched.
Dunwody would come in the lead, crashing over the tables. I fear
Dunwody, even bearing a rope, as we used to say--in Virgil, was it?"

"Admirable! Now, since that is true, suppose you and I make some