Love under Fire by Randall Parrish
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page 92 of 317 (29%)
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After that we are strangers; do you accept my terms?"
"You offer no others?" "None." "Then I accept--until Fate intervenes." "You believe in Fate?" "When aided by human persistence, yes; I intend to represent that goddess." She drew back a step, her hand on the door. "You almost make me regret my effort," reproachfully. "However I warn you the goddess this time shall play you false. But we waste moments in talk. Here is your revolver, Lieutenant; now come with me." She thrust the butt into my hand, and crossed the room to the door opening out into the back yard. An instant she peered forth into the night; then turned her face back toward me. "Take my place here," she whispered. "See that line of shadow yonder--it is the grape arbor. I am going to steal along to the end of the house where I can watch the sentinel. The instant I signal make for that arbor, and lie quiet until I come." I watched the dim outline of her form. She was actually doing all this for me--for me! She was running this great risk, smothering her own |
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