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THE HORRID MYSTERIES.
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started from your eyes, could not extinguish their jealous fire."

"Jealous, did you say? By heaven I do not comprehend you."

"Alas! how much is my Carlos altered! Can that be my Carlos, whom I doat upon, who was the tender partner of my joys and sorrows, my guardian genius, the sharer of all my secrets and my inmost thoughts, whom I looked upon as my better half? I scarcely can persuade myself that he is the same person. By his kind assistance I have recovered from a dangerous illness, and he does not rejoice at his own work."

"Lewis, your reproaches are unjust. By the eternal God! I never have loved you with a greater ardour than in that fatal moment. But you are not mistaken; I am ill, very ill. I scarcely know myself again."

Here a torrent of tears relieved me at once. My pulse began to beat with uncommon violence, my whole frame wasconvulsed;