Pulp Fiction, 1866 · page 11 of 102
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A GOOD HATER. 18 sorrow weigh me down. Whether I was beautiful or not, I leave to your father to say, for he was the son of the man who adopt@d me as his child. | “T loved him; I shame to say it now, but it was so. I loved him as he was a child, I loved him when he became a man—I hate him to-day, bitterly. I curse him from my heart at this hour. | '~“T think he knew that I loved him, and though he was kind, he gave me nothing to feed the hunger at my heart. And when he met your mother, he forgot me, and married her.” “He never said he loved you ?” “ What of that?” she cried, fiercely. “ Was-my love:the less real? He knew that I worshiped him, almost as @ saint, and im the face of all, he dared to love another, I tell you, I hate him-forit?” “And this is all ?” “When he married I fled away from him, end many years after 1 married an Englishman, who gave me his name: He is dead, and I have his child to sit at my hearth—to comfort while she is true to me, to hate when she is false. Beware how you tempt her, Ronald Mannering, for my hate would be a fearful thing to her.” “Could you hate' your daughter ?” “Could I not? I could hate one who showld be true to me, and is not, better than one who has no right in law to-cling to me. You I only hate because you’ are of Ais blood, not because you have done any thing te harm: me. But if you persist you will. You harm both: — and her” * E love her.” “Tt is vain. She must marry one of my tlesd—La French man. Have you ever thought what will niga when the French are masters of these Colonies esi “That will never be” © ei, “ You say so; but I tell you it shall. Have you ever heard of the Baron Dieskau ?” | woalgning exw ée Yes. ” fs “"Palke the word of one who knows him—he siaw sworn to possess these Colonies for his sovereign, and he will keep his oath. “The: man is too gentle. I fear he will forget the sy ‘ connicloooks.com «@ °