uld not give away half of the land that my
forefathers ruled were it not true. Bolaroz would be glad to grant ten
years of grace could he but have you in his clutches. And, to see me,
you would run the risk of undoing all that I have planned, accomplished
and suffered for. Could you not have been content with that last good-by
at the monastery? It is cruel to both of us--to me especially--that we
must have the parting again." She had gone to the divan and now dropped
limply among the cushions, resting her head on her hand.

"I was determined to see you," he said. "They shall not kill me nor are
you to sacrifice your father's domain. Worse than all, I feared that you
might yield to Gabriel."

"Ach! You insult me when you say that! I yielded to Lorenz because I
thought it my duty and because I dared not admit to myself that I loved
you. But Gabriel! Ach!" she cried scornfully. "Grenfall Lorry, I shall
marry no man. You I love, but you I cannot marry. It is folly to dream
of it, even as a possibility. When you go from Graustark tomorrow night
you take my heart, my life, my soul with you. I shall never see you
again--God help me to say this--I shall never allow you to see me again.
I tell you I could not bear it. The weakest and the strongest of God's
creations is woman." She started suddenly, half rising. "Did any one see
you come to my room? Was Quinnox sure?"

"We passed people, but no one knew me. I will go if you are distressed
over my being here."

"It is not that--not that. Some spy may have seen you. I have a strange
fear that they suspect me and that I am being watched. Where is Captain
Quinnox?"

"He said he would return for me in an hour. The time is almost gone. How
it has flown! Yetive, Yetive, I will not give you up!" he cried, sinking
to his knees before her.

"You must--you shall! You must go back to the monastery to-night! Oh
how I pray that you may reach it in safety! And, you must leave this
wretched country at once. Will you see if Quinnox is outside the door?
Be quick! I am mad with the fear that you may be found here--that you
may be taken before you can return to St. Valentine's."

He arose and stood looking down at the intense face, all aquiver with
the battle between temptation and solicitude.

"I am not going back to St. Valentine's," he said, slowly.

"But it is all arranged for you to start from there tomorrow. You cannot
escape the city guard except through St. Valentine's."

"Yetive