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"Tua," he whispered, "can it be possible--do you mean that I am welcome
to you, or are you but drawing me to shame and ruin?"
She made no answer to him in words, only with a certain grave
deliberation, laid down the little ivory sceptre that she held, and
suffering her troubled eyes to rest upon his eyes, bent forward and
stretched out her arms towards him.
"Yes, Rames," she murmured into his ear a minute later, "I am drawing
you to whatever may be found upon this breast of mine, love, or majesty,
or shame, or ruin, or the death of one or both of us, or all of them
together. Are you content to take the chances of this high game, Rames?"
"Ask it not, Tua. You know, you know!"
She kissed him on the lips, and all her heart and all her youth were in
that kiss. Then, gently enough, she pushed him from her, saying:
"Stand there, I would speak with you, and as I have said, the time is
short. Hearken to me, Rames, you are right; I know, as I have always
known, and as you would have known also had you been less foolish than
you are.


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