Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 132 of 364
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124 HER ROYAL LOVER. It was truly very flattering to be noticed by such a personage! but—she was not going to love him, at least! Oh,no! no! Had she not sworn before the very altar of Christ to preserve an inviolable fidelity to her husband? Then, by a sudden transition, there appeared to her the contorted face of her husband, such as she had seen it in the scene in which he had given latitude to his furious jealousy. Near him, as if in contact, the grave, but however, smiling countenance of the king, came and placed itself, filled with a tender interest for her. Yes, the king, so imposing in his gorgeous white uniform of the cuirassiers, was really handsome! One could easily love him, and love him for him- self. Continuing to muse thus, she arrived at the Parc- aux-Cerfs. Sometime before reaching the lawn, near the little pavilion that the king had desig- nated, she perceived the groom of his majesty. Resting upon his horse, he was holding that of the king by the bridle. The monarch had already arrived, then? She really saw him. at some dis- tance, seated upon a secluded bench. At her ape proach, he arose quickly and came to meet her. f How kind it is of you to have come, Madame le Ambassadrice!” Najeska Ivanowna responded, smilingly, “that a desire of the king ought to be a command for her.” “Well! allow me to aid you to alight, for I seri- ously and honestly wish you to visit my little pavilion, and admire the panorama which is un- folded before its windows.” | Najeska Ivanowna obeyed. Light as a feather, ee fluttered to the earth, her hand in me of the ing, | | «A Gomichbooks.co