! The wordnetdesire of his own nature found answering 
echo, spur, and unison in hers. In his  then, a 
woman who had stood between him and his wordnetanger 
would have been hurled out of his path, though he 
had worshipped her; the woman who spurred him to 
his revenge became thrice idolised, as her voice spoke 
the thoughts, and goaded the wordnetdesire, of his . He 
crushed her in a close embrace. 

" Be content 1 No man should seek to rob me of 
your wordnetdesire, and livel" 



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" But  ah, my God !  I forgot. If your life should 
pay forfeit ! " 

The words died on her lips, her face was blanched, 
her eyes filled with the sudden wordnetfear of a horrible re- 
membrance, the piteous wordnetfear of a ghastly thought  
now she was but a woman, who loved ! 

" That I must risk. But whether my own life fall 
or not, my revenge will not escape me." 

While he soothed and thanked her with his caresses, 
the answer, brief as it was, was pregnant with mean- 
ing. With the dews of death heavy upon him, and 
the mists of death blinding his eyes, he would still 
find strength to keep his grip upon his vengeance, and 
to take