My Lady of Doubt by Randall Parrish
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all--you were to be arrested."
"What! He knew me then?" "I am not sure--some one did, and mentioned his suspicions. Captain Grant was glad enough of an excuse, no doubt, but he," the soft voice faltering, "he made a mistake in twitting me for being friendly toward you." "And you came to warn, to save me!" I exclaimed, pressing her hand. "That was nothing; I could do no less. I am only glad I knew the way." "You mean how you might reach me first?" "Yes; it came to me in a flash when he first left me alone, only I was not certain in which parlor you would be waiting. I ran through the kitchen and down the back stairs; I helped the officers plan their decorations, and in that way learned of this private passage beneath the stairs. It was easy, but--oh, listen! they are in there now!" We could hear voices through the intervening wall clearly enough to even distinguish words, as the speakers exercised little restraint. I felt the girl's slender figure press against me in the narrow space where we stood, and I clung to her hand, both remaining motionless and silent. "The fellow has run, Grant," boomed some one hoarsely, "either afraid, or else what you say he is. See here, boy, did you see any one in here lately in scarlet jacket?" |
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