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Chapter 64

           Inthetumultofrevengefulpassion,allgallantryisforgotten,—thatveryvirtueforwhichtheTexanisdistinguished.

           Theladyisledaside—draggedratherthanled—byhercousin,andatthecommandofherfather.Shestrugglesinthehatedarmsthatholdher—wildlyweeping,loudlyprotestingagainsttheactofinhumanity.

           "Monsters!murderers!"arethephrasesthatfallfromherlips.

           Herstrugglesareresisted;herspeechesunheeded.Sheisbornebackbeyondtheconfinesofthecrowd—beyondthehopeofgivinghelptohim,forwhomsheiswillingtolaydownherlife!

           BitterarethespeechesCalhounisconstrainedtohear—heartbreakingthewordsnowshowereduponhim.Betterforhimhehadnottakenholdofher.

           Itscarceconsoleshim—thatcertaintyofrevenge.Hisrivalwillsoonbenomore;butwhatmattersit?Thefairformwrithinginhisgraspcanneverbeconsentinglyembraced.Hemaykilltheheroofherheart,butnotconquerforhimselfitsmostfeebleaffection!

           

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