tte," he said. "It isn't fair to a
miserable sinner. You were always the cherry just out of reach.
Naturally, I'm inclined to snatch when I find I can."
Juliet was trembling, but she controlled her agitation.
"No, that isn't allowed," she said. "It isn't the game. And you
never--seriously--wanted me either."
"But I'm never serious!" protested Saltash. "Neither are you. It's your
one solid virtue."
"I am serious now," she said.
He looked at her quizzically. "Somehow it suits you. Well, listen,
_Juliette_! I'll strike a bargain with you. When you are through with
this, you will come with me for that cruise in the _Night Moth_.
Come! Promise!"
"But I am not--quite mad, Rex!" she said.
He lifted his hands to hers and lightly held them. "It is no madder a
project than the one you are at present engaged upon. What? You won't?
You defy me to do my worst?"
"No, I don't defy you," she said.
He flashed a smile at her. "How wise! But listen! It's a bargain all the
same. You put me on my honour. I put you on yours. Go your own way!
Pursue this bubble you call love! And when it bursts and your heart is
broken--you will come back to me to have it mended. That is the price I
put upon my mercy. I ask no pledge. It shall be--a debt of honour. We
count that higher than a pledge."
"Ah!" Juliet said, and suppressed a sudden tremor.
He stood up, gallantly raising her as he did so. "And now we will go
and look for your friends," he said. "Is all well, _ma cherie_? You
look pale."
She forced herself to smile. "You are a preposterous person, Charles
Rex," she said. "Yes, let us go!"
She turned with him towards the panelling, but she did not see by what
trick he opened again the door by which they had entered. She only saw,
with a wild leap of the heart, Dick Green, upright, virile, standing
against the dark hangings of the passage beyond.
CHAPTER IV
KISMET
He was breathing hard, as if he had been hurrying. He spoke to her
exclusively, ignoring the man at her side.
"Will you come at once? Mrs. Fielding has been taken ill."
She started forward. "Dick! Where is she?"
"Downstairs." Briefly he answered her. "She collapsed in one of the
tents. They brought her into the house. She is in the library."
Juliet hastened along the passage. Like Dick, she seemed no longer aware
of Saltash's presence. He came behind, a speculative expression on his
ugly face.
"Let me go first!" Dick said, as they rea
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