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THE NEMESIS OF LOVE.
"At last -- at last -- at last! " The words rang in her ears as she hurried across the moor -- seeing nothing -- heeding nothing -- her face turned away from the clear blue-white of the spring sky. She was only anxious to get within the shelter of her own home, to resolve those wild doubts and fears which were pressing upon her. In many and many a story of her youth -- in many a ballad and song she had sung long ago in the garden overlooking the Loire -- she had heard tell of happy lovers and their joy; and, with the careless fancies of a girl, she had looked forward to the time when she, too, might awake to find her life crowned by those sweet experiences that fall to the lot of young men and maidens. And was this love that had come to her at last -- not in the guise of an angel, with a halo around his head and mildness in his face, but in the guise of a sorcerer, who had the power to turn the very sunlight into blackness?