Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 47: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

-— HER ROYAL LOVER. 39 attractions, nothing of that physique of early youth which always produced such an impression on young girls just out of boarding-school; thus, all these men, some more beautiful than others, and hovering around his dear Najeska Ivanowna, his light, his life, kept his uneasy nature alert. How many scenes of jealousy, having no other origin than a multitude of chimeras which his watchful imagination had been ingenious to suggest to him, had not the poor Najeska already undergone for a whole year! Recalled to reason by this woman whose eminent- ly upright character gave an explicit denial to his injurious suspicions, Mineleko invariably recognized his errors, and always, after having acknowledged them, this ferocious Othello humbly implored a pardon which he wished henceforth to merit by a devotion and a confidence without limit. Najeska, listening only to her generous and in- dulgent heart, forgetting all in presence of the grief of this really unhappy man, whom she threatened, however, sometimes to leave—she and her babies, with whom she would go and live on her estates by the Black Sea, which now belonged to her, the Prince of Narish having died from an attack of apoplexy, eight days after the marriage of his daughter, a sacrifice that had become useless. Destiny alone deals such blows! Mineleko, always uneasy, always suspicious, was watching, if not to say spying, on his young wife; his role near her was really that of a detective. Until their arrival in Thessaly, nothing had oc- cured to seriously justify his suspicions, for this duel with H——, in Flanders, was too clearly an effect of the jealousy of the prince not resting upon any GComicbooks Cc Q)