"Yes."
"And yet you—trust him?"
"As I would my brother," he returned, simply.
Her hand closed over his with a violence that made him wince.
"God help you!" she returned, heavily. "I loathe the man as I would a coiling reptile. There can no good come of it. Remember that I have told you this. God help you and help me, for the curse has fallen, as I felt that it must when I dared to love!"
[CHAPTER XI.]
It was a very lonely time for Carlita, those weeks that followed.