"Captain Bezan loves you."
"Perhaps so."
"I say he does love you."
"It is possible."
"I say he loves you," continued the boy, almost sternly.
"Well, brother, what of that?" she asked, with assumed indifference.
"It is that, sister, which has led General Harero to persecute him as he has done, and it is that which has led him like a noble spirit to turn to bay."
A moment's pause ensued.
"Is it not so, sister?" he asked, still looking keenly at her. "Have you not yourself intimated that Captain Bezan was to suffer owing to his interest and services for us?"
"You do indeed speak truly, brother," said the lovely girl, breathing more quickly, and half amazed at Ruez's penetration and prophetic manner of speech.