"You mustn't think about leaving me here, either. Whatever happens in this place, I shall always remember that you love me, so ... so nothing else will matter."
"Nothing—nothing!"
"And though it may be hard to think that you have gone to your death, and that I ... that in a sense I have been the cause of it——"
"But you haven't, Helena! Your hand may have penned that letter, but a higher Power directed it."
She looked at him with shining eyes, and answered in a firmer voice and with a proud lift of her beautiful head—
"I don't know about that, Gordon. I only know that you want to give your life in a great cause. And though they have degraded you and driven you out and hunted you down like a dog, you are going to die like a man and an Englishman."
"And you tell me to do it, Helena?"
"Yes, for I'm a soldier's daughter, and in my heart I'm a soldier's wife as well, and I shouldn't be worthy to be either if I didn't tell you to do your duty, whatever the consequences to me."
"My brave girl!" he cried, clutching at her hand.
Then they began to walk back.