"Humph! for a woman you are tolerably moderate. I shall not be satisfied till the Harkaways and the Harveys are destroyed root and branch-till the other accursed detective, Nabley, his American friend Jefferson, the negroes, the wooden-legged ass Mole, till every one of the party is swept away out of my path. Harkaway taught me to hate, and I swear by all the eternal powers of earth, heaven, and hell, he shall see how I have profited by the lesson."
Diana was silent for a few moments; then, with something like a sneer, said—
"You are a brave man—in words, Signor Hunston."
"My acts speak for themselves."
"And little have they said for some time past. But listen; I have sworn a deep and deadly revenge."
"Well."
"This evening I depart."
"Good."
"When I return again, you may expect to hear that Harkaway is dead or his wife."
The excited woman glided away, and Hunston, after smoking a cigarette, followed her.