“Because I don’t like a part of the game.”
“You mean my marrying the girl?”
“I do.”
“Pshaw! That should not excite your jealousy! There will be nothing of it, except to play the part of a loving husband until I get the ducats, and then I’ll skip and come back to your arms.”
“Of course!”
“Business, my dear—simple business, nothing more!”
“That’s what you would have me to believe.”
“Because it is absolute truth. In all the world you are to me the one and only woman.”
Although Nick Carter could not see what was done, his ears were sufficient of a guide to the truth to inform him that the man at this point put his arm around the woman and kissed her affectionately.
It was all that Nick could do at this time to prevent gritting his teeth so that they would hear. It fairly made his blood run cold to hear that man talk so coolly of the foul wrong that it was intended should, through him, befall a young and innocent girl.