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h clenched teeth "Don't try me

too far, Myra Beware lest my love turns to hate!"

"Beware lest my love turns to hate!"like a character in an old-fashioned

, 'Unhandfor help Don't be absurd!We

won't dance the encore But if you will proant nonsense, you may take me in to

supper"

She felt certain that she had both hurt and puzzled Don Carlos, and she

gloried in the thought, flattering herself that she was really taking

her revenge She was coain, sure of her

oers, and during supper she laid herself out to be "nice," with

al on the emotions of the Spaniard like

a skilled musician on a sensitive instrued him, only to rebuff him when she had inflamed his ardour,

deliberately she set herself to excite his passions, only to reward him

with a cold douche of ridicule