'No—you sha'n't turn back now.'
'You seem, Sir, to fancy that I have no right to choose for myself,' said
Miss Rachel, spiritedly.
'Now, Radie, you must be reasonable—who have I to advise with?'
'Not me, Stanley—keep your plots and your secrets to yourself. In the guilty path you have opened for me one step more I will never tread.'
'Excuse me, Radie, but you're talking like a fool.'
'I am not sorry you think so—you can't understand motives higher than your own.'
'You'll see that you must, though. You'll see it in a little while.
Self-preservation, dear Radie, is the first law of nature.'
'For yourself, Stanley; and for me, self-sacrifice,' she retorted, bitterly.
'Well, Radie, I may as well tell you one thing that I'm resolved to carry out,' said Lake, with a dreamy serenity, looking on the dark carpet.
'I'll hear no secret, Stanley.'