The American Marquis by Nick Carter — page 62: what you’re looking at

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untold. 68 ———i(“(<s*i‘“‘sé‘ EE AMERICAN’ MAARVQUIISS. “T do believe you could make even | English sound - sweet.” «* At the next speech like that I shall run.” | “Don’t do that; and if you will not believe in my sin- > is cerity, lay it to the fact that I have lost my wits in the pelasure of seeing you again.’ ‘Will you find them if I leave you?” * Indeed, no. It is only by being near you that I can save them.” It is folly to repeat the words of lovers; so let them hig But were they lovers? Everybody said so. Alphonse took it for granted, called on the Marquis d’Iberri, and borrowed money of him. The marquis knew he was in love. _ He knew he lived in it. He knew she did not repel him. Was she in love? Well, she was melancholy when he was not by her side, and she was ePviGure of happiness when he was. When she saw him coming her eyes lifted up and a glad _ smile played on her sweet mouth. Perhaps she thought he did not love her. Perhaps she did not know that he worshiped her. Perhaps she wondered that he did not, in so o words, say “* 1 love you.’ Possibly he wasin doubt about her feeling for ith: : Possibly he did not suspect that he was her ideal of man- ood. Possibly it was not on his tongue’s end fifty times a day _ to say “<I love you.” Perhaps, and possibly. Mrs. Howard was satisfied, Alphonse was satisfied. The truth was, Grace was not to be interfered with; and had any word been spoken by anybody about the relation- ship of the marquis to her, it would have been discovered that she could be trusted to take care of herself. The love was understood, but not spoken. (@)