Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 62 of 116
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60 ‘THE EMERALD NECKLACE. “Then you would never go away from here?” queried her companion. “ Not if you would let me stay, lord of the casile,” she re- plied, tempering the full meaning of her reply by an appear- “ance of gayety; but a vivid blush broke over her face, at her own boldness, and her glance wavered and sank beneath his grave look. She was loveiier ijn her confusion, than in her usual calm self-possession. - Her fingers trembled as she plucked another rose to pieces. “Tf I could believe you, Rosalie, I might invite you to stay with me here and hereafter—for now and for eternity. But I think your idea reaches no farther than an earthly visit—I would choose 2 companion for this world and the next. I’ve some unfashionable notions, I know. ‘What if I should pre- sent these domains to my friend Noyse, having but little use for them myself? I never expect to marry, and this castle needs the fairy presence of a woman to charm it.” “Oh, Noyse!” exclaimed Rosalie, bitterly, ready to weep with vexation at Pennon’s assertion that he never expected to marry. “ You are so unkind to speak to me of him.” ~ “You must forgive the unkindness in consideration of the motive. When I see him so pale, so wretched, so disappointed, I pity him, and wish him possessed of that happiness which you, my sweet lady, and you alone, have the power to bestow. I have known him since we were ‘ boys together,’ and he is worthy of a woman's best love. I recommend you to think twice, before you allow him to go poe neta aenirety as he is now.” . “Oh! uncle Paul, are you here? I’ve been looking for you for the last hour!” eried Lulu, bounding from the garden, in their direction. “ And what do you want of Uncle Paul, now ?” “Oh, just to come with me, and look at the fishes, all silver and speckled, which Peter has caught and put alive in the pond.” He took the little-hand held out to him, and was dragged away by the dancing child, leaving the proud beauty, tearful and sullen, having gained nothing by her attack upon the cit- adel, except a recommendation to walk into a citadel already surrendered, and which she disdained to oceupy. comiclooks.com