The Passenger from Calais by Arthur Griffiths
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cannot see my way; it's all dark, black as night. I wish--I wish--"
"That you had never done it?" quickly asked the maid; and I noticed a slight sarcasm in her tone that was not without its effect in bracing up and strengthening her companion's shattered nerves. "No, no, no; I do not regret it, and I never shall. I did it deliberately, counting the cost fully, and it shall be paid, however heavy it may be. It is not regret that tortures me, but the fear of failure when so near success." "We will succeed yet. Do not be cast down, my sweet dear." The maid patted her on the cheek with great affection. "We shall find a way. This gentleman, the colonel here, will help us, perhaps." "Will you?" Who could resist her pleading voice and shining eyes? If I had had any scruples left I would have thrown them to the winds. "Whatever lies in my power to do shall be done without stint or hesitation," I said solemnly, careless of all consequences, content to hold her hand and earn her heartfelt thanks. What though I were pawning my honour? CHAPTER VI. [_The Statement of Domenico Falfani, confidential agent, made to his employers, Messrs. Becke and Co., of the Private |
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