Love at the Loom — page 190: what you’re looking at

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fs : 186 es ony to He Oath. He unloosed the arms that twined with such Pe passion about his neck, and put her from him wits more force than he was aware of. “Why reason with one who is deaf to all cries but | those of an aching, love-maddened heart?’ he said, © hoarsely. “You tell me of your love, but I can only answer with a story of my own. “You tell me that I am pledged to you and that she ‘is bound by an oath. Yes, I am pledged to you; but » is such a pledge one that should be kept? “You think I would learn to love you; I tell you, - Mildred, I would hate you worse than ever man hated ‘woman before, if I were tied to you by such bonds as those of wedlock. , “Her oath! You can break that. Give me my free- dom, Mildred, and her oath is dissolved. Surely you would not have me wed you to hate you.” “At any cost,” she said between her closed teeth, “I will wed you, Donald. ‘Aye! I would wed you though I knew destruction would follow the next - moment, though your hate would end in my blood, though an eternity of woe were my doom for it. - Donald, you must be mine. _ “T will not dissolve the oath that binds her, nor will I give you back your plighted troth. You-are mine | before Heaven, and mine you shall be to the end.” 3 Eomick 900! S.GOm ee ee >