Her Faithful Knight — page 202: what you’re looking at

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198 The Honeymoon Journey. At every moment that they were alone together the pas- sionate desire to kill him grew stronger. Her teeth were tightly set and her fingers clenched. She dared no longer look at him lest she should fly at his throat. Gradually the speed of the train was slackening. In a few minutes they would reach Liskeard and then she would escape, how and where she knew not. She cared little in what direction her steps might lead her, so that she were freed from the presence oi this man and from that gnawing temptation to kill hini, and by one act revenge her sister and regain her liberty. He was speaking again, and at each word every nerve in her body tingled with detestation and disgust. “In a few minutes we shall stop at Liskeard, dearest, and before then we must be friends. There are no secrets between us now. It’s useless to fight against fate. The world, the law, the Church, everything is on my side. On yours, only a silly prejudice, a silly jealousy about your sister. We have buried Sergius Trevelyan and his name shall never be mentioned between us again. Your part in life is to be worshipped and learn to love me back. And now, my bride, I have waited long enough; I must kiss your sweet lips for the first time.” He began to move toward her. She held up her hand forbiddingly. “T warn you,” she said in a low, strangled voice, “that if you touch me [ shall kill you!” He laughed and made a sudden spring in her direction. But her fingers were on the handle of the door and in an instant she had flung it open. “What are you going to do?” he asked, taken aback by the suddenness of the movement. She did not speak. She stood holding on to the side of the door, watching kim. Never, he thought, had she looked so handsome. The whole character of her face | Comicbooks (Eo)