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He fought with both alike, honestly,
manfully. Returned and took Damaris' hand quietly, gently in both his.
"Look here, dear witch," he said, "all this evening a--to me--unknown
spirit has possessed you. You haven't been like yourself. You have made
me a little anxious, a little alarmed on your account."
"Oh! it isn't only this evening," she caught him up. "It has been going
on for weeks."
"So I have seen--and that is not good for you, isn't for your happiness.
So, if I am--as you say--the only person you care to acquaint with this
matter, had not you better tell me here and now? Better worry yourself no
more with mysteries about it, but let us, once and for all, have the
thing out?"
"I should be thankful," Damaris said simply, looking him in the eyes--"if
I could be sure I wasn't sacrificing some one else--their pride I
mean--their--their honour."
For a few seconds Carteret paused, meeting her grave and luminous
glance. Then:
"I think you may risk it," he said. "I promise you this some-one-else's
honour shall be sacred to me as my own.


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