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Chapter 36

           HowbeautifulIam!Inotewithadmirationthedeepanddewylustreofmyeyesandtheirdarksilkyfringes—Iseethedelicatecolouringofmycheeksandlips—thedearroundedchinwithitsprettydimple—thepurelinesofmyslimthroatandsnowyneck—theglisteningwealthofmylonghair.Allthiswasgiventomefortheattractionandluringofmen,butmylove,whomIlovewithallthisliving,breathing,exquisitebeingofmine,canseenobeautyinme,andrejectsmewithsuchscornaspiercesmyverysoul.Ihaveknelttohim—Ihaveprayedtohim—Ihaveworshippedhim—invain!HenceitcomesthatImustdie.Onlyonethinghesaidthathadthesoundofhope,thoughtheutterancewasfierce,andhislookswerecruel—‘Patience!’hewhispered—‘weshallmeeterelong!’Whatdidhemean?—whatpossiblemeetingcantherebenow,whendeathmustclosethegateoflife,andevenlovewouldcometoolate!

           ·····Ihaveunlockedmyjewel-caseandtakenfromitthedeadlythingsecretedthere—apoisonthatwasentrustedtomebyoneofthephysicianswholatelyattendedmymother.‘Keepthisunderlockandkey,’hesaid,‘andbesurethatitisusedonlyforexternalpurposes.Thereissufficientinthisflasktokilltenmen,ifswallowedbymistake.’Ilookatitwonderingly.Itiscolourless—andthereisnotenoughtofillateaspoon,...yet...

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