Dundas. And a woman has to
use such weapons as she has, against cruel enemies."
"I hope you'll defeat yours," said Miss Forrest.
"I begin to believe I shall," said I. And we shook hands. She is the
only girl I ever saw who seemed to me worthy of Ivor Dundas.
Early in the afternoon Raoul came, and the first thing I did was to give
him the diamonds.
"You are my good angel!" he exclaimed. "Thank Heaven, I won't have to
take your money now."
"All that's mine is yours," I said.
"It is _you_ I want for mine," he answered. "When am I to have you?
Don't keep me waiting long, my darling. I'm nothing without you."
"I don't want to keep you waiting," I told him. And indeed I longed to
be his wife--his, in spite of Godensky; his, till death us should part.
He took me in his arms, and then, when I had promised to marry him as
soon as a marriage could be arranged, our talk drifted back to the
morning, and the note I had written, telling him that a pretty American
girl had found the diamonds.
"She's engaged to marry Ivor Dundas, an old friend of mine--the poor
fellow so stupidly accused of murder," I explained. "But of course he is
innocent.
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