Love under Fire by Randall Parrish
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say good-bye to you first, and then lie here quietly until you are
safely in the house." She drew in a quick breath, her face lifting. "The house! I am going to remain here." "But the risk you run, and you can be of no help." "Oh, don't argue!" impatiently. "There is no more risk of my discovery here than there. I want to know what happens; I would rather face anything than suspense. Lieutenant Galesworth, I have always had my way, and I shall now." Down in my heart I rejoiced at her decision, but all I said was: "Very well, Miss Willifred, it makes me feel like a knight going forth to battle under the eyes of his lady." The slight flutter of a ribbon at her throat caught my eye, and I touched it with my finger. "May I wear this in token of your good wishes?" "You--you are not going to kill any one?" "Not if it can possibly be avoided." She was silent a moment, so still I could hear her breathing; then her hands undid the ribbon knot, and she held it toward me. "I--I do wish you well," she said softly. "I--don't know why, but I do." |
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