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Various The International Magazine, Volume 4…

Struck by the resemblance between my own conduct and that of M. de Fosseux, I at length exclaimed,
"Eugenie! Eugenie! of whom are you speaking? What do you mean?"
"Of whom am I speaking? Of M. de Fosseux to be sure. What other man could be capable of a similar crime—of such base perfidy? Do you imagine it to be possible that there can be in the world two men so heartless—so utterly devoid of honor?"
"No, Eugenie," exclaimed I again; "No! I will never abandon you—never——"
"And who is talking of you, marquis?" retorted she sharply; "I am speaking of M. de Fosseux."
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Various The International Magazine, Volume 4…

Every North American is—and who has a better right so to be—an enthusiastic honorer (vereher) of his fatherland, but he does not measure out by inches the limits of his native land, or bound his patriotism by the clod on which his cradle rested—for to him the roar of the Rio del Norte, the thunder-peal of Niagara, and the murmur of the Pacific or Atlantic oceans have equally a familiar, home-like sound. Nor less than the land of his birth does he esteem its laws, constitution, and institutions, and regards them in nowise as oppressive, but as protective.
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Various The International Magazine, Volume 4…

I hated myself for the very thought, which could never have suggested itself but to one who had never known any other sort of tie than such as had bound me to Zephirine—who had never been loved, nor ever felt the genuine passion. I slept not that night, nor did I wish to sleep; my mind was too fully occupied in recalling every movement, every gesture, every word that fell from the lips of Mademoiselle d'Ermay; her gentle countenance, her angelic look, and that brow so fair and so open, whose polished surface even terror the most appalling had not been able to ruffle.
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