Not to have this millstone tied around my neck, whether I
will or no. Don't think for a moment that I do this because I wish."
Cadillac removed his arm and looked at me. "Then you do it from liking
for the Englishman?"
I should have had the grace to laugh at this, but now it was the torch to
the magazine. "Like him! No!" I shouted, with an oath. "He is bitter
of tongue, and, I think, a spy. He is obnoxious to me. No, I am doing
this because I am, what the Ottawas call us all,--chicken-hearted!" and
sick with myself and what I had undertaken, I flung out of the door.
CHAPTER VI
DAME OPPORTUNITY
The first thing to do was to see the Englishman. For the third time in
twenty-four hours I went to the commandant's quarters.
The prisoner was at the window when I entered, and again I caught his
look of keen intelligence; a look which he apparently tried to veil as
his eyes met mine. That bred suspicion in me. Yet I could not mistake
the welcome with which he greeted me.
"I am gratified to see you again, monsieur." Now it was a civil
phrase, and well spoken, but it annoyed me. I could not understand his
change of look, and I dislike complexities. What was the man
concealing that he should drop his eyes before me.
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