“Why should I not tell thee? I will save thee, even though I lose thee. I will prevent thy enemies taking thee, even if thou spurned me ever after. Oh! how shall I say it? Thou art the handsomest man I ever saw, and—I—love—thee.”
Before Max could recover from his astonishment she had fled.
Her secret had been revealed, and, modest maiden as she was, she felt she could not meet the eyes of the youth to whom she had confessed her love.
CHAPTER VI.
WAS IT AN ECHO?
When Madcap Max felt that he was a prisoner, and that self-interest, at least, for a time, rendered it inadvisable to attempt to escape, he began to look about his strange abode.
Girzilla was more than ever a puzzle to him.
She was refined and educated—of that there could be no doubt.
She had said she had several names, but only one had she given him.
What did the word mean?
It had some special significance—of that he was sure.