Yes, I know you have loved
Carnac, for I see all the signs--"
"Do you love him then, ma'm'selle?" asked Luzanne exasperated. "Do you
love him?"
"He has never asked me, and I have never told him that; and I don't know,
but, if I did, I would move heaven and earth to help him, and if he
didn't love me I'd help him just the same. And so, I think, should you.
If you ever loved him, then you ought to save him from evil. Tell me, did
Carnac ever do you a kind act, one that is worth while in your life?"
For a moment Luzanne stood dismayed, then a new expression drove the dark
light from her eyes. It was as though she had found a new sense.
"He saved my life the day we first met," she said at last under Junia's
hypnotic influence.
"And now you would strike him when he is trying to do the big thing. You
threaten to declare his marriage, in the face of those who can elect him
to play a great part for his country."
Junia saw the girl was in emotional turmoil, was obsessed by one idea,
and she felt her task had vast difficulty. That Carnac should have
married the girl was incredible, that he had played an unworthy part
seemed sure; yet it was in keeping with his past temperament. The girl
was the extreme contrast of himself, with dark--almost piercing-eyes, and
a paleness which was physically constitutional--the joy of the artistic
spirit.
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