`` Then , in heaven 's name , who are you ? '' she cried , tearing herself from his arms . `` Your lover , dear ! '' `` Who , then , is the heir ? '' demanded Lady Trevlyn , springing up , as Lillian turned to seek shelter with her mother . `` I am . '' Helen spoke , and Helen stood on the threshold of the door , with a hard , haughty look upon her beautiful face . `` You told your story badly , Paul , '' she said , in a bitter tone . `` You forgot me , forgot my affliction , my loneliness , my wrongs , and the natural desire of a child to clear her mother 's honor and claim her father 's name . I am Sir Richard 's eldest daughter . I can prove my birth , and I demand my right with his own words to sustain me . '' She paused , but no one spoke ; and with a slight tremor in her proud voice , she added , `` Paul has done the work ; he shall have the reward . I only want my father 's name . Title and fortune are nothing to one like me . I coveted and claimed them that I might give them to you , Paul , my one friend , always , so tender and so true . '' `` I 'll have none of it , '' he answered , almost fiercely . `` I have kept my promise , and am free . You chose to claim your own , although I offered all I had to buy your silence . It is yours by right -- take it , and enjoy it if you can . I 'll have no reward for work like this . ''
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