A Social Meteor — page 219: what you’re looking at

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A SOCIAL METEOR. 209 nated and bewitched me, until now Iam unhappy when she is out of my sight. She is cruel and designing, they all tell me, and I know it, and would toss me over like a bad penny, if by so doing she could better herself. She tortures mie, and often makes my life a burden to me, and yet ? the very uncertainty His voice was broken, and his hands sought hers, as if for sympathy. She leaned toward him; he could feel her swift, hot breath on his face. A wild, nameless hope sprang up in her breast; she forgot everything—time, place, circumstances— all, excepting that she was with the man she had loved, that her hand lay in his, and his eyes were looking into hers.. —The weary months which she had passed were as but a span to her; the days and nights she had spent in weeping were all for- gotten. She remembered only that she was sit- ting by his side, and that perhaps “Tack,” she whispered, timidly, “is it too late? Will you leave her and come with me? I will devote my whole life to you, and we will go away together anywhere you like. If you are in need of money I, thank Heaven, have more than enough for us both, and we will begin over again. Only comicbooks (E(0)