Pulp Fiction, 1873 · page 43 of 100
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»* 4 HEARTS REVEALED. : Ay Salome was silent, and Lord Lionel continued, /SRPa DS in a voice low and thrilling ; “ Yes, Salome; to win and wear you, Salome, will be far greater honor, far greater joy, than all the praise of a king, or the honor of my people. “T love: you, and have loved you, Salome, ever since we first met, and in my tumultuous heart the balm of your love sunk and lightened its sorrow, for across the threshold of my life, lady, there early came much of anguish and regret. + ‘Not because I have found it in my power to serve you, do I now speak thus; but as your kind words, the rosy flush in, your cheeks, and your downcast eyes bid me hope, so then, like the bold mariner I have launched my barque daringly upon the- sea of love, longing and praying that its tempest-tossed voyage may at length find a haven of rest in your own sweet heart, where no rude care or sorrow may yever come. “ Saléme, I love you, and I would ask you now if there is within your bosom one kindred throb of feeling for me?” | The nobleman. ceased speaking, and stood erect, his arms folded upon his broad, manly chest, his earnest face bowed down, and his eyes drinking in every expression that-flitted, bird- like across her lovely countenance, ' A moment’s silence followed, and then raising her eyes to the man before her, in a firm voice, Salome answered : “ Lord Lionel, I am honored by your love for me, a sim- ple American girl, ard now that you have confessed that you are not an enemy, at heart, to my poor blegaee country aud her nobie defenders, I will willingly answer that you are not indifferent to me; far from it, that I have loved you from the first, admired your many noble qualities, and longed to have vou become a true American, “Yes, Lionel, I love you, and though I would never have confessed it to an enemy to the soil of America, I now frankly say I am willing to trust my life, my happiness to your keep- ing. ”) ~ “Salome, my beautiful darling, bless you for these words, and hear me now promise you, that, though a mystery hangs” over my life and actions, perhaps, to you, ere very long, all shall be clearer than noonday; come, rest your head here _ COMICHOOKS.COM