Gordon Craig - Soldier of Fortune by Randall Parrish
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"I--I wanted to tell you yesterday--all the way coming down here. I felt that I could live the deceit no longer. I do not blame you, Mr. Craig, for you are a man, and you had every reason to believe that you were doing nothing really wrong. I wanted to learn all I could before I confessed my identity, and--and I wanted to discover just what you were like." "You mean whether I could be trusted?" "Yes; I--I could not tell at first. We met so strangely, and merely because I liked you from the beginning was not enough. You understand?" "Yes, and now?" She looked at me frankly. "Now I am simply going to trust you fully. I must; there is no other way. I thought it all over and over again last night, and determined to confess everything as soon as we met this morning. I am Viola Henley, Mr. Craig, and I need you." CHAPTER XV THE DECISION I had had time to think, swiftly to be sure, yet clearly enough. |
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