This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...music. "Yes, I love you," he exclaimed, passionately. "Never again can I live without you, my darling." He sought her hand, but she shook away his touch. Her accents, however, vibrated with trembling joy that fell gratefully on his ears. "I am glad, my Carlos--gladdened to the heart by this new avowal of love. I have ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 Excerpt: ...music. "Yes, I love you," he exclaimed, passionately. "Never again can I live without you, my darling." He sought her hand, but she shook away his touch. Her accents, however, vibrated with trembling joy that fell gratefully on his ears. "I am glad, my Carlos--gladdened to the heart by this new avowal of love. I have longed to hear these words--longed for them night and day all these years since you left me alone at Monte Carlo." "My love!" he murmured. He would have taken her in his arms, but again she evaded him. As they stood in the alley, Medora was next the street, now. "My love! That sounds so nice," she continued. "I have pined to hear you speak these words again, Carlos. To me they are sweeter than honey. For now, and only now, shall I be fully avenged." Her voice was suddenly transformed; once more it rang with undying hatred. "For I loathe you, Carlos da Silva; I despise you, I abominate you. Remembering all the past, I can quite believe that I am necessary to your existence. But you can eat out your love alone, as I have had to eat mine, till the last crumb was consumed. Come back to you, you wretch! Never, never again!" They were a pace or two apart, and as he advanced she retreated. Da Silva saw that she would escape him now. But, although the nails were digging into the palms of his hands in the intensity of his mortification, his old cynicism returned. He mocked at her once more--he sought to cover his chagrin by a brave show of mockery. "You will come back to me, my proud beauty. Oh, yes, you may bluster now, but you will come back again. The night will bring reflection. To-morrow you will be fawning for my love. I, too, remember the past, my lady." "And you...
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