"
"That's a lie," thundered Whately, drawing his weapon from his belt.
"Stop, both of you," cried the girl. "Captain Maynard, my cousin has
not invited me. Your purpose of meeting was discovered by accident
and revealed to me late last night--too late for me to do anything
then. All the long night I have sat at my window that I might be in
time to keep you from disgracing yourselves and me."
"Great heavens! Miss Baron, you do me injustice," cried Maynard. "I
have been insulted. I never thought of wronging you. Perish such a
thought!"
"Evidently neither of you has thought of me, nor cared for me or
others. Yourselves, your own vindictive feelings have engrossed you
wholly, yet I know I'm the innocent cause of this brutal encounter,
and the world would know me to be the cause whether it believed me
innocent or not. I tell you plainly that if you fight I shall brand
you both unworthy the name of gentlemen and I shall proclaim to all
your outrage to me."
"Outrage to you, Miss Baron?" said Maynard, with a bitter,
incredulous laugh.
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