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As he said this, there was a slight movement of every head towards Lotys, and enquiring eyes looked suggestively at her. She saw the look, and responded to it. "You are wrong, Zouche!
Her eyes had a gleam of mischievous mockery in them; and Leroy was conscious of an irritation which he could scarcely explain to himself. Decidedly, he thought, this Lotys was an unpleasant woman. She was 'extremely plain, so he mentally declared, in a kind of inward huff, though he was bound to concede that now and then she had a very beautiful, almost inspired expression.
Can you imagine, then, what it was to me, Lotys, when I heard you say you loved my Resemblance, the poor Pasquin Leroy! and even so I knew you loved me? When you praised me as Pasquin, and cursed me as King, how my heart burned with desire to clasp you in my arms, and tell you all the truth of my disguise!
"Take good aim, Sergius!" he said tranquilly "For here between us lies Lotys the silent witness of your deed! Go hence, if you must, with two murders on your soul! There is no escape from death for either you or me, take it how we may; and I care not at all how I meet it, whether at your hands or in the waves of the sea! Give me the same death you gave to Lotys! I ask no better end!
"Say" went on his pitiless instructor "that you were enticed and persuaded to commit the wicked deed by the teachings of the Socialist, Sergius Thord, and his followers. Say that the woman Lotys knew of your intention, and saved the life of the King at the last moment, through fear, lest her own seditious schemes should be discovered and herself punished.
All my work all my plans all my scheming and plotting has been for you to make you happy! To give you high place and power! Without you, what do I care for the world? What do I care whether men are rich or poor whether they starve or die! It is you I want to serve you! It is for your sake I have desired to win honour and position. Have pity on me, Lotys! Have pity!
"There will be a storm to-night!" she said musingly, her eyes following the dispersing crowds, as they poured along the terrace from the shore, or climbed up from the quays to the higher streets of the town: "There will be a storm! and the woman who was called Lotys, will know nothing of it!
One was Sergius Thord, the other Lotys. Carl Perousse, seized with an access of 'nerves' within the cushioned luxury of his own private room in the recesses of the Government buildings, from whence he had watched the demonstration, peered from one of the windows, and saw one half of the huge mob melt swiftly away under the command of a tall, majestic- looking creature, whose massive form and leonine head appeared Ajax- like above the throng; and he watched the other half turn round in brisk order, like a well-drilled army, and march off, singing loudly and lustily, headed by a woman carried shoulder-high before them, whose white robes gleamed like a flag of truce in the glare of the torches blazing around her; and to his utter amazement, fear and disgust, he heard the very soldiers shouting her name: "Lotys!
Lotys!" he cried, stung to the quick; "You judge me wrongly by Heaven, you do!" "I judge you only by your own words;" she answered steadily; "They condemn you more than I do. I thought you were sincere in your love for the People! I thought your work was all for them, not for me!
He drew her up from her kneeling attitude, and gathering her close in his arms, kissed her tenderly, reverently as a man might kiss the lips of the dead. "Must it be so, Lotys?" he whispered; "Must we dwell always apart?" Her eyes, beautiful with a passion of the highest and holiest love, looked full into his.
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