Himself His Worst Enemy; Or, Philip, Duke Of Wharton's Career

Paperback | February 1, 2012

byAlfred Paxton Brotherhead

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER L. Vain human kind! fantastic race! Thy various follies who can trace? Swift. "mlle. O'beirne, you say I am a stranger to you!--that you are unknown to me. Does not our acquaintance date years back, in your father's birthplace--Dublin? Can you repulse me when I tell you that, ever since that day in the cathedral, I have never ceased to think of you, while mourning the fate which separated us?" Philip was kneeling at her feet, the moon shining on his upturned face as he pleaded his love, and asked her to be his wife. Looking steadfastly at him, she replied in an unsteady voice:--"Your grace, to say that I have never thought of you since that time would be untrue; but my feelings toward you have never been greater than those of friendship." He was about to interrupt her; but, silencing him with a motion of her hand, she resumed: "You must recollect, moreover, that I am penniless! I could not bring you the dowry a duke's bride should possess!" "Mile. O'Beirne--Nora! I will not argue with you. If you refuse me, my death be on your hands. I could not live alone when you might be my constant companion and beloved wife." "Your grace, this is a threat which no gentleman would make--rise, I pray you! To-morrow, when you are cooler--when you have reflected on what you have said--" "You will allow me to renew my proposals, dear Nora?" "No! I was about to say that you will blame yourself and me also for your rash conduct and unconsidered words, which--which--" Bursting into tears she covered her face with her hands. Quickly rising, he threw his arms around her waist, despite her resistance, and kissed her repeatedly while holding her hand imprisoned in his. "This is an outrage, sir! Release me, or I will alarm the palace!" she exclaimed in quick, broken acce...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER L. Vain human kind! fantastic race! Thy various follies who can trace? Swift. "mlle. O'beirne, you say I am a stranger...

Format:PaperbackDimensions:104 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.22 inPublished:February 1, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0217484778

ISBN - 13:9780217484770

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