A Daughter of Delilah — page 219: what you’re looking at

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210 - ‘THE LAST OF THE SIREN. give up the chase. They are waiting somewhere—possibly in New York—cleverly disguised, for the woman to join them. Great Heaven! can it be thatI am dying? How strange that I and that false woman should meet in this last tragedy !”’ His eyes were fast glazing, and before the doctor ar- rived, he was dead, his last words being: ‘‘Oh, Isabel, how I loved you in the golden days of the past, but now I loathe and curse you with my last breath !”’ She heard him, a smile on her white face; and when she was assured that he would never speak again, her eyes flashed with savage satisfaction. ‘‘T always hated him,’’ she said, ‘‘and hate him even in death!?? When the doctor came she regarded him defiantly and motioned him aside. ‘*Your skill is useless here,’’ she told him. ‘‘I am bleed- ing to death internally, and you know it.’’ ‘It is true,’’ was his reply, after a brief examination. ‘*You will be dead within an hour.’”’ A bitter laugh left her lips. “Stand back and let me speak,’’ she said. ‘‘Let me speak while I have strength.”’ Jabez Alston was seated ina far corner of the parlor, his eyes covered with his hands. His humiliation was almost more than he could bear. ‘Don’t think,”’ continued Isabel, ‘‘thatI am going to recant, or drop any maudlin tears. Had I listened to reason, I should now be on the high seas with the only man I ever cared for, Gilbert Roseberry. ButI was not EONNIEOO KS