Dead Men Tell No Tales

eyes and mine were riveted upon him; and I still wonder which of us admired him the more, as he stood there in his pride and his humility, gallant and young, and yet shamefaced and sad.

“You risk your life - for my forgiveness?” whispered Eva at last. “Risk it? I’ll give myself up if you’ll take back some of the things you said to me - last night - and before.”

There was a short pause.

“Well, you are not a coward, at all events!”


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eyes and mine were riveted upon him; and I still wonder which of us admired him the more, as he stood there in his pride and his humility, gallant and young, and yet shamefaced and sad.

“You risk your life - for my forgiveness?” whispered Eva at last. “Risk it? I’ll give myself up if you’ll take back some of the things you said to me - last night - and before.”

There was a short pause.

“Well, you are not a coward, at all events!”


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