Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 209: what you’re looking at

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“Yes, I have seen you many times of late; and, Helena, there was a time when you looked up into my eyes with the same look as you now bestow upon him—when you showered the same fond smiles upon me.” He bent forward, laying bis hand Ne her arm, and seemed to be trying to pierce the darkness for one look into her face. “Do you love him?’ he fiercely cried; ‘‘tell me, do you love him %” Roos shook herself free from him with angry impa- tience. *You shall not question me thus,” she returned, in a trembling tone. “You know that the hold you claim to have. upon me amounts to nothing; but, if you persist in this persecution, there is one thing that I ean do, and then I ean defy you to do your worst.” i The man staggered back against the summer-house with a groan of despair. **Helena, you donotmean that; you would not drive the last spark of hope from mny heart by such an act,” he pleaded. hen, as if maddened by her threat, he caught her hands in his and drew her toward him. “You shall not! you cannot! it will not avail you, Listen !”’ he cried; and then he spoke a few rapid sen- tences, in a hoarse, fierce tone, sentences which seared her heart like molten lead, and made her shiver and cringe with mortal fear. “This is my last appeal to you,” he added, in con- clusion; ‘‘you havespurned the truest heart that will ever beat for you, and I shall never humble myself to you again. But beware! I warn you not to add to the wrong you have already committed; »while live single i will not trouble you, butt picenkareei