The Yellow Dove (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ... chance to get away from him. And yet his manner was so carefully studied, his attitude toward her so coldly impersonal that as a man once a lover she no longer feared him. If love of her had ever been in his heart, a greater passion had burned it out. She was grateful for this and prepared to measure her woman's wit to his, thinking of Cyril. What would Cyril have her do? "You mean that you will let them--the Germans--question me?" "If they wish to do so." "But how will it benefit them, if the papers are already in their possession?" "You will forgive me if I find it possible to doubt." She turned away from him and studied the lines of foam that streamed across the green troughs of the sea. "I suppose that conversation between us two is superfluous. You distrust me and I" "I think perhaps," he said gravely, "that it would be pleasanter for both of us not to hear your sentiments toward me. Since the night of Lady Heathcote's dinner in London you ceased to be Miss Doris Mather and became merely an official document. It is my duty to preserve it and deliver it safely." "I hope you may succeed. Otherwise the American Ambassador in Berlin may ' "Unfortunately," he went on quietly, "the American Ambassador cannot be informed." She laughed with a greater confidence than she felt. "You surely can't believe that my absence from England will pass unnoticed. Do you think that my father--that Lady Heathcote" She paused bewildered. "They will merely know that you rode late at night to Ben-a-Cliielt and that your horse was found riderless on the moor." She buried her face in her hands and a sob broke from her throat. It was true. They would think...