But I
don't know what could make him fall in love wid a poor simple girl like
me."
This was said in the coquettish consciousness of the beauty which she
knew she possessed, and it was accompanied, too, by a slight smile of
self-complacency.
"Do you think I could become a lady, sir?"
"A lady! why, what is to prevent you? You are a lady already. You want
nothing but silks and satins, jewels and gold rings, to make you a
perfect lady."
"And he has promised all these to me," she replied.
"Yes; but there is one thing you ought to do for your own sake and
his--and that is to betray Shaivn-na-Middogue, if you can; because if
you do not, neither your own life, nor that of your lover, Mr. Woodward,
will be safe."
"I couldn't do that, sir," replied the girl, "it would be treacherous;
and sooner than do so, I'd just as soon he would kill me at wanst--still
I would do a great deal to save Mr. Woodward. But will Mr. Woodward
marry me, sir? because he said he would--in the coorse of some time."
"And if he said so don't be uneasy; he is a gentleman, and a gentleman,
you know, always keeps his word.
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