He is well liked, I hear, by all who
know him. And so you won't have him?"
"No, I won't promise to marry any man, however rich he is, who would ask
it with a revolver in his possession to enforce it. I should hate him for
it."
"There spoke the woman's heart; a loaded revolver is hardly a lover's
weapon, I'll admit. What a bit of romance this will be for my wife! Have I
your permission to tell it?"
"Just as you like; but please do not tell anyone else--your soldier
friends, I mean."
"Certainly not, if you wish it; but young ladies usually like to boast of
their conquests."
"Well, on all other points McNeil is sensible, and, as he will probably
marry someone else some day, it will not be pleasant to have this affair
become known."
CHAPTER XXX.
It was quite dark when they reached the wharf, and Dexie was wondering if
Lancy knew of her absence when she saw his well-known figure outlined
against the sky.
He did not know that the object of his anxious thoughts was so near, as he
stood looking seaward, with a dark frown upon his face.
As the soldier moored the little boat, and prepared to help Dexie ashore,
she suddenly said: "I gave you the revolver, but will you mind giving me
the rest of the bullets in it?"
He looked at her in surprise.
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