A Prisoner of Love 
     
    
   
   
    
     His voice rose to a shrill scream. He 
     
     took a furious step nearer Eric as if he 
     
     would attack him. Eric looked steadily 
     
     in his eyes with a calm defiance, before 
     
     which his wild passion broke like foam 
     
     on a rock. 
     
    

    
     “ So you have been making trouble for 
     
     Kilmeny, Neil, have you? ” said Eric con— 
     
     temptuously. “ I suppose you have been 
     
     playing the spy. And I suppose that you 
     
     have told her uncle and aunt that she has 
     
     been meeting me here. Well, you have 
     
     saved me the trouble of doing it, that is 
     
     all. I was going to tell them myself, to— 
     
     night. I don’t know what your motive in 
     
     doing this has been. Was it jealousy of 
     
     me? Or have you done it out of malice to 
     
     Kilmeny? ” 
     
    

    
     His contempt cowed Neil more effectu- 
     
     ally than any display of anger could have 
     
     done. 
     
    

    
     “Never you mind why I did it,” he 
     
     muttered sullenly. “ What I did or why 
     
     I did it is no business of yours. And you 
     
    
   
   
    
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