A Parisian Romance — page 34: what you’re looking at

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A PARISIAN ROMANCE. 25 to follow her, she crossed to the old sun-dial and pointing to a long black pencil mark upon its face, she said, softly: “See! Tuesday, when you went away, I marked the place where the shadow fell. And so, if you should leave me forever, a black shadow would fall across my life.” His cause was won, and, mingled with all the rapture that welled up in his heart, was the feeling almost akin to awe, which every honorable man experiences, when in his hands is placed the life of a pure young girl, for weal or for woe, to make or to mar it at his pleasure. Gently he drew the unresisting form toward him, and very tenderly, very reverently, he laid his lips upon hers, in love’s sweet seal. Oh, ecstasy of love! Oh, joy of life! E@NMIE OOO KS (E(0) ALA