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60 The republican officer had expected a burst of womanish terror, and had nerved himself in advance for passionate appeals; but Francesca's quiet submission and calm resolve at once surprised and touched him. His words were but a threat which, to do him justice, he never dreamed of carrying into effect; but he had hoped, in the agitation and fear of the announcement, that he should be able to gather such particulars of the prisoner's escape and destination as might lead to his recapture. Her perfect beauty, her noble air, and her stately composure, inspired him with a respect and interest which influenced him unawares; and when he next spoke it was in a gentler tone.

"It must have been some strong motive which induced you thus to peril your life, and to set at nought the laws of the land in which you dwell. But why do I say strong motive? There needs but one for your weak and ill-judging sex—the fair face of the young cavalier, and perchance a few honeyed words, soon throw aside all restraints of duty, age, and of decency. Mr. Evelyn was your lover?"

"Sir," said Francesca, raising her eyes, "the meanest hind in yonder field is an object of as much interest to me; I had no motive but compassion; and I do now deem myself justified in