“You can trust me.”
Her pale lips parted. Her great eyes shone. Another instant, and she had told me that which I would have given all but life itself to know. But in that tick of time a quick step came behind me, and the light went out of the sweet face upturned to mine.
“I cannot! I must not! Here is - that man!”
Senhor Santos was all smiles and rings of pale-blue smoke.
“You will be cut off, friend Cole,” said he. “The fire is spreading.”
“You can trust me.”
Her pale lips parted. Her great eyes shone. Another instant, and she had told me that which I would have given all but life itself to know. But in that tick of time a quick step came behind me, and the light went out of the sweet face upturned to mine.
“I cannot! I must not! Here is - that man!”
Senhor Santos was all smiles and rings of pale-blue smoke.
“You will be cut off, friend Cole,” said he. “The fire is spreading.”
