"Not even to me, who——" she stopped in turn.
"Yes, yes, go on," urged the young man, stepping nearer to her. "Not even to you who——"
"Who espoused your cause in the hall this very night, who befriended you," she went on rather lamely and inadequately having checked herself in time.
"Oh," said the young officer in great disappointment, "that?"
"Yes."
"You see, the Governor——"
"Did you wish to kill him?"
"Mademoiselle!" he protested. "I swear to you that I would not harm him for the world but I——"
"Are you in need? He offered you money. I have a few resources."
"For God's sake, mademoiselle," interposed the officer desperately, but she went resolutely on.