In Sight of St. Paul's — page 16: what you’re looking at

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A DANGEROUS BEAUTY. 11 the raven masses of her hait sparkled magnificent veins. | Take her all in all, Cynthia Dell was a most allur- ing woman, and she knew it. She realized her own value, as more than one poor wretch ruined by her extravagance could have testified had he been so in- clined. Harry Chichester had been introduced to Mrs. Dell some.six months before by one of his university friends, and, although he had a suspicion that her past life might not have been all it should be, from the very moment he first saw her, he fell madly in love with her. She was not a woman one could love with anything less than madness. ‘The superb animal beauty of the woman made him forget all else, and he became her devoted slave, ready to believe any ent. Taking all things into consideration, there was: nothing strange in this, but what was unaccountable was the fact that she fell more or less in love with him. Although she had constantly played with and at the dangerous passion, till now her pulses had never beat one atom the quicker for any man. Many had believed that they possessed her heart, but none had ever done so. And now at thirty, she realized with-a sensation, partly amazement, partly self-con- tempt, partly pleasure, that she was dangerously near thing she chose to tell him of her past and pres-: ~comicbooks