"And will you see those you love die, too?"
"Yes, even so; sooner than realize the living tomb of a marriage with you!"
"Ha! ha! ha! All very fine and affectionate, my dear; yet, marry me you shall!"
"Marry you? Not if I die for it!" flashed Gipsy, with blazing eyes.
"That we shall see presently. I think I have an argument in reserve that will bend your high spirit. You love Archie Rivers?"
"That is no business of yours, Dr. Wiseman!"
"No; no farther than that I am glad of it. Now, Gipsy Gower, I swear by all the heavens contain, unless you marry me, he shall die on the scaffold!"
"What?" gasped Gipsy, appalled by his low, fearful tone, even more than by his words.
"I say there is but one alternative; marry me, or see him die on the scaffold!"
"Ha! ha! that's excellent. Are you going to hang him, Dr. Wiseman?" mocked Gipsy.