A Daughter of Delilah — page 68: what you’re looking at

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THE TEMPTRESS AT WORK. , oO” bewitching smiles sending him into the seventh heaven of ‘delight. ‘“‘Have you yet had sufficient evidence of my love for you, Isabel?’’ he asked, softly. ‘‘Can you give me some definite promise, my darling, that you will be my wife?”’ ‘How impatient you are!’’ was the low reply, while she caressed his hair with her cool fingers. ‘‘ Your love may be but a passing dream——’’ ‘‘No—no!’’ he interrupted. ‘(And I want to be assured that it is deathless—that it is ’ no fever fancy,’’ she proceeded. ‘‘Oh, you men are so fickle, and it would kill me to be an unloved wife!”’ ‘‘Tnloved!’’ he gasped. ‘‘Impossible, Isabel!’’ ‘‘But Ihave been told so before, many times. Lovers come, and lovers go!”’ ‘‘And have you given any other man the right to kiss you?’’ he demanded, jealously—''to caress you as | have done?’’ ‘‘No, no, Edgar! Do not look at me like that! There was murder in your eyes!”’ She shivered, and spoke piteously. ‘‘Wurder!’’ he laughed, harshly. ‘‘Isabel, I believe that Icould be guilty of any crime for love of you! If you commanded me to do it, I should have no power to resist. ”’ She turned her head to hide a smile of. contempt, and continued: ‘Do not let us talk of these awful things. You frighten me! Letit be sufficient for the present, Edgar, that you are all the world to me. Iam not so selfish that I would alienate you from the affections of your father. Have you Gomicboo cS (e(@)