Love at the Loom — page 186: what you’re looking at

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- mistaken, was she not?” * “a i“ L yd Sie <> wie -¥, t t tae ~ sine aS are 4 P i CS ee - as? oe ‘Will Not isie You Op” ‘a | “Donald,” she se “you are not joa: I fea you have been ill.” ; He stared at her. Had he not made himself plain? “Ili!” he repeated vehemently. “I have been near to madness because of the wrong I have done. I have wandered I know not whither these days past, trying to understand myself, and to know what I should do. I thought I had lost my darling, and I knew I loved her and only her. ) “Then I learned that your father was dead, and that she was free once more. Was it not like a mes- sage from Heaven? I determined at once to come here and confess everything to you and to her. “T said to myself that you would release me, and she would give me back the love I had forfeited. So _I saw her to-day, and she told me of her oath, and ; - reminded me of my betrothal to you. I told her yo would release me, and that that act would release her, too. You will do this, Mildred?’ “What did she answer to you, Donald?” “She said you would not release me, but she was! “She was not mistaken, Donald; she was aha. 1 will never release you. I love you, and I shall we tee you. In time you will love me as you did, and will wed another. Donald, I will not give you up.” <comicbooks.co; mi»