San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-05-26

me them" he said jealousy.
She laughed, and laid her little white
hand, glittering with rings, lightly
against his lips.
''Of course not! Besides,-have / said
l will marry you? You are very agree
able as lover but other
wise am not surel And am
free now,-l can do as like; want to
enjoy my liberty, and
She was not allowed to complete her
sentence, for Ferrari snatched her close
TO his breast and held her there as in a
vice. His face was a1ame with passion.
Look you, Nina" he said hoarsely.
''you shall not fool me, by Heaven! you
shall not! have endured enough at your
hands, God knows! When l saw YOU for
the first time on the day of your mar ,
riage with that poor fool Fabio, i loved
you, madly-ay, wickedly as l then
thought, but not for the sin of it did |
repent l knew you were woman, not
angel and | waited my time. 1t came
Il sought you'll told you my story of
love ere three months of welded life had
passed over your head. l found you
willng-ready-nay, eager to hear me!
You led me on; you know you did! You
tempted me by touch, word and look;
Il
excuse it now? You are as much my
wife as ever you were Fabio's-nay-
you are more so, for you love me
at least you say SO and though
YOU lied to your husband, you dare not
lie to me. | tell you, you dare not! |
never pitied Fabio, never-he was too
easily duped, and married man has no
right to be otherwise than suspicious
nd "a. hn
his vigilance, he has only himself to
blame when his honor is flung like ball
from hand to hand, as one plays with o
child's toy. repeat to you, Nina, YOU
are mine, and | swear you shall never
escape metz
The impetuous words coursed rapidly
from his lips, and his deep musical voice =,
had defiant ring as it fell on the still
ness of the evening air. l smiled Bit
terly as | heard! She struggled in his
arms half angrily.
Let me CO." she said. You are
rough, you hurt me!''
He released her instantly. The vio-
lenCe of his embrace had crushed the
rose she wore, and its crimSOned leaves
fluttered slowly down one by one on the
ground at her feet. Her eyes flashed re-
Sentfully, end an impatient frown con-
traCted her fair level brOwS. She looked
away from him in silence, the silence OF
cold disdain. Something in her atti-
tude panied him, for he sprang forward
and caught her hand, covering it with
kisses.
Forgive me, carina mia!" he cried
repentantly. II did not mean to re-
proach you. You cannot help being
beautiful-it is the fault of God or the
devil that you are so, and that your
beauty maddens me. You are the heart
of my heart, the soul of my soul Nina
mia, let us not waste words in useless
anger. Think of it, we are free,-free!
Free to make life long dream of de-
light-delight more perfect than angels
can know! The greatest blessing that
could have befallen us is the death of
Fabio, and now that we are all in all to
each other, do not harden yourself
against me! Nina, be gentle with me
of all things in the world, surely love is
beStr' -
She smiled, with the pretty superior
smile of a young empress pardoning
recreant subject, and suffered him to
draw her again, but with more gentle
ness, into his embrace. She put up her
lips to meet his-I looked on like man
in dream! / saw them cling together
each kiss they exchanged
was fresh stab to my tortured soul.
"You are so foolish, Guido mio!" she
pOuted, passing her little jewelled fing-
ers through his clustering hair with
light caresS-''so impetuous so jealOusl
l have told you over and over again
that | love you! Do you not remem-
Der that night when Fabio sat out on the
balcony reading his Plato, poor fellow"
here she laughed muSiCally-"and we
were trying over some songs In the
drawing room-did ! not say then that
loved you best of any one in the world? d.
You know did! You ought to be salts
fied!'
Guido smiled and stroked her shining
golden Curls.
II am satisfied, ",he said, without any
trace of his former heated .impatience,
perfectly satisfied. But do not expect
to find love without jealousy. Fabio was
never jealous, | know, he trusted you
too implicitly, he was nothing of a lover,
believe me. He thought more of himself
than of you. A man who will go away
for days at time on solitary yachting
and rambling excursions, leaving his wife
to her own devices-a man who reads
Plato in preference to looking after
her, decides her own fate, and de-
serves to be ranked with those sO-called
wise but most ignorant philosophers to
whom Women has always remained an
riddle. As for mel am
Jealous of the ground you tread upon
of the air that touches you'll was jeal-
Gus of Fabio while he lived-and-6y
Heaven!"-his eyes darkened with
sombre wrath-''if any other mau dared
now to dispute your love with me /
would not rest till his body had served
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