She had gone too far. As the cruel, fearful words left her lips in all
their biting, merciless scorn and contempt, he sprang upon her and
seized her by the arm.
Her feet slipped, and she turned and clung to him, half her body
hanging over the white foaming water.
For a moment they stood there, his gleaming eyes threatening death
into hers, then, with a sudden long breath as if he had mastered his
murderous impulse, he stepped backward, and drew her with him into
safety.
"Take care!" he said, wiping the perspiration from his white forehead
with a trembling hand. "Your ladyship nearly went too far! You forget
that I love this girl, as you call her, though she is an angel of light
and a star of nobility beside you, who stoop to open letters and utter
slander! Take care!"
She eyed him with a cruel scorn in her eyes and on her lips, that were
white and shamed.
"You would murder me," she said.
He laughed a low, dry laugh.
"I would murder anyone who spoke of her as you spoke," he said, with
quiet intensity. "So be warned, my lady. For the future, teach your
proud temper respect when it touches her name. Besides"--and he made
a gesture as of contempt--"it was a foolish lie. You know that he
intended nothing of the kind; you know that she is too pure even for
his dastardly heart to compass her destruction. I imagine it is that
which makes you hate her so. Is it not? No matter. Now that you are
warned, and that you have learnt that I, Jasper Adelstone, am no mere
slave to dance or writhe at your pleasure, we will return to the
purport of the meeting. Will you not sit down?" and he pointed to the
weir stage.
She was trembling from sheer physical weakness, combined with impotent
rage and fury, but she would rather have died than obey him.
"Go on," she said. "What have you to say?"
"This," he returned. "That this marriage must be prevented, and that
Miss Etheridge's good name must be preserved and protected. I can
prevent this marriage even now, at the last hour. I will do so, on the
condition that you give me your promise that you will never while life
lasts speak of this. I have not much fear that you will do so; even you
will hesitate before you proclaim to a third person your capability of
opening another person's letters!"
"I promise," she said, coldly. "And how will you prevent this? You do
not know the man against whom you intend to pit yourself. Beware of
him! Lord Leycester is a man who will not be trifled with."
"Thanks" he retorted. "You are very kind to warn me, especially as you
would very much like to see me at Lord Leycester's feet. But I need no
warning. I deal with her, not with him. How, is my affair."
She rose.
"I will go," she said, coldly.
"Stay," he said; "you have got your part to do!"
She eyed him with haughty surprise.
"I?"
He nodded.
"Let me think for a moment," and he took a turn on the path, then he
came back and stood beside her.
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