"It is not necessary," he said. "You have suffered, and at his hands——."
"No—no——."
"But it is yes, yes!" he said, with restrained passion, and with a strange perplexity. Great heaven, what a mistake Lady Eleanor had made! It was not Lord Auchester then, but the Duke of Rothbury Leslie had been going to marry.
"I will give it him," he said sternly.
Leslie looked up with a sudden glance of apprehension.
"Give it to him; but that is all!" she said meaningly. "There is nothing to be said—or done."
"You mean that if—if he has injured you, you have forgiven him?" he said.
"Long, long ago!" she breathed. "You may say that, if—if there should be occasion, but no more."
He bowed his head.
"It shall be as you wish," he said; "your word is a law to me."