Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/299

THE SACRIFICE be thought of—done—but not that. I am bewildered—crazy. I can't think yet. Wait! No—not a word to Dave. If he knew he would go—oh, yes!—go as Mallory. I know Dave! For that would mend all!"

"That," says Evelyn, "is why I must go now. Only when I die on the way, as I am sure to do without you, don't you see that I have helped nothing? Mallory will still be here in the person of Dave."

"I see," says Jon.

"That is what you must think of—if you can't go with me. How my death will—can be made—to cancel all. Do you think it can? If you were not going away, too, you could tell them—swear that I am Mallory—let them find me—dead—"

"God!" says Jon.

"God—" repeats Evelyn. "Yes—they must find Mallory. But then they'd know that I was not he—that I—I am—was—"

"A woman!" says Jon. "They would uncover your body—touch it with loathsome 283