Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 47 of 394
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“THE DEAD LIVES,” (39 like the sea in a storm. ‘The time was propitious for her purpose, and she knew well how to use it. ‘You love me, and you will not leave me,” she mur- mured, nestling her fragrant lips to his throat. The chains of his stern resolves were all stricken loose from his wild heart by that light caress, and by no whim of his mind, but as wave meets wave in the deep wastes of the ocean, he folded his arms about her, answering only with the wordless reply that passed all eloquence of speech, A moment he held her fast-locked against his turbulent heart, and then with an almost rude violence he drew him- self from her, and hurriedly passed out of her sight on his way back to the town, He had only strength enough left to do this. He knew*that if he staid he might be be- trayed into saying what all time could not help him to unsay. ae: Leda was lost in amazement at his abrupt departure in a moment when no human power could have rent another man from the clasp of her ravishing arms, : The next morning, when Warren was already miles away on his journey, Miss Morgan received the following note: *‘J should never have forgiven myself had I taken advantage of your loneliness and sorrow, and possibly your too keen appreciation of my poor attentions to your dear invalid, to let you bind yourself to the fortunes of one like me. You are young, beautiful, and so strangely endowed with that mightiest of human gifts—the power to GComicbooks:com EE)