"You don't ask me why," she proceeded, after a pause, "you little silent, over-modest thing; and you don't deserve that I should pour out my secrets into your lap without an invitation. Upon my word, I could have found it in my heart to have dogged Moore yesterday evening with dire intent. I have pistols, and can use them."

"You don't ask me why," she went on, after a pause, "you little silent, over-modest thing; and you don't deserve that I should pour out my secrets into your lap. Upon my word, I could have duelled with Moore yesterday. I have pistols, and can use them."
