|
The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: thought in her mind that had she, indeed, been eager for his death she
would not be with him at this moment; had she desired it, how easy would
her course have been.
"You do me wrong to bid me hope for that," she answered him, her tones
level. "I do not wish the death of any man, unless..." She paused; her
truthfulness urged her too far.
"Unless?" said he, brows raised, polite interest on his face.
"Unless it be His Grace of Monmouth."
He considered her with suddenly narrowed eyes. "You have not by chance
sought me to talk politics?" said he. "Or..." and he suddenly caught
his breath, his nostrils dilating with rage at the bare thought that
| 
