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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ...Edith's snow-white complexion and statue-like calmness made her seem an angel of light ministering to ths agitated being before her; while Madame Mazzinsky, her slight frame quivering, and every feature convulsed with emotion, appeared like a youthful Pythoness receiving the inspiration of her demon-god. "Oh, how I have been deceived 1" cried she, after a long and earnest gaze on the face of Edith. "He told me you were as incapable of feeling as of exciting affection." "Who told you this?" asked Edith, her lip quivering as she spoke. "Nay, I will not ask j but tell me--only tell me--do you love Frederick Aubrey?" And she gasped in the extremity of her terror, lest her rival should answer in the affirmative. It was now Madame Mazzinsky's turn to be calm. Looking up into the pale countenance of Edith, she said--"Can a woman love twice? Can she find a second fountain of fresh feeling in her heart, when the first has run to waste? No. I have loved once--madly--passionately; but that was long before I knew Frederick Aubrey." "Thank God 1" exclaimed Edith: "he has not to answer for another broken heart." "And you thank God for this!" cried Madame Mazzinsky. "Can you, lady, love your faithless husband, and yet compassionate your successful rival?" "I can," was Edith's calm reply. "I loved Frederick Aubrey from my earliest youth; my whole soul was devoted to him, and I gave Mm all I could--my fortune--and myself; my fortune he has wasted--my affection has become hateful to him; and yet, at this moment, I could kneel in idolatry of heart before him, while my bosom retains not a vindictive feeling towards you." "Oh, heaven!" exclaimed Madame...show more

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  • Paperback | 974 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 49mm | 1,701g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236898796
  • 9781236898791