Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 254 of 272
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THE FACE OF ROSENFEL. 24% which I bitterly repent. You told me that your life was ruined, that you had lost your hold upon favor, that your practice was slipping away from you. Come, then, with me and lay the foundations of a greater fortune in a distant place. I will go anywhere with you, Eustace, to the end of the world if need be. No other woman will ever love you as I have loved you. No other friend will ever fight your battles and scheme day and night for your advancement and your greatness as [ will fight and scheme. J know what my power is over men. It is still great. It will make you great and fortunate above all competitors yet, Eustace, if you will come with me. ‘hese are no vain words, uttered in a moment of wildness. It is the solemn truth, for I know it better than you. And I am not penniless, dear Eustace; I have enough left—enough for us both—enough to build upon, and I will make it a foundation for your future, if you will come with me, dear Eustace. Ido not ask you for a sacrifice; 1 do not ask you fora marriage vow; I ask you only for yourself and your presence and your love. I will give you everything, myself and all J have, and ask for nothing in return, if you will but come with me, aear Eustace. Come; oh, come! The light is fading and I cannot see to write. J am so impatient that you shall get this and understand all that I offer you, that I shall hasten to the post with it myself, leay- ing unsaid so much that I might say, till I shall see you. Do not stop to answer it. Do not pause to say good-by to this humdrum life which you will not regret, but some on the wings of love and passion, to your . J'OSTELLE. ‘¢What fools men are,” said Lamar within himself. «©Time was, [ doubt not, when inis bit of writing would =| have filled me with a fever and a fire that would have 2 burned down all before it. I should have sacrificed everything and rushed like a fool tomy doom. Thank God, Iam no longer young. No. Matters of this sort — = _ shall come into my life no more, I will devote myself. ‘ d : eat 3 ‘y . <> ha * Hpk 54 ° ‘ eh 8 Ped 4 et eS = he - J] i + ak ow comicbooks.com - ae — to ' " - , Z ds - a - ‘ - a - a. ty . : ~ * . ' . : 7 <i. nt Wy or me ey A ~ So _~ - i ee. a ~ f .* : - j * 7 a ; © Stare oS ‘i 7 [ea + : . e. : ' : ‘ ' : 7 y ay ah fb cad Vi ae tk FE SON ORs”. Mee Marae NROe Be Sez Rare h SS Beak eet A | : ice ‘ ) ‘ 4, = ~*~ 2 " 4 iy. oh ae wae. ge a ad re ey - . , Perk Se4 aM LU ws a - x _~ . a . , > hee re a Lae wise er OT ait bb ed ay ee Sai ae Sg ie) a ee <2 D> Bd Fee Pd ede tran ol we age’ er bar Tt. wa* o> , , ‘ - . ty ‘ es 2 tor ee ee - “ ad - » on ,