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"Be silent; it is too late," exclaie "Fool, do you desire my ruin--my eternal dishonor? Shall I let my

enemy live? Shall I let him--him the husband of Mary Van de Werve--look

down upon randeur and felicity? No, no I

myself will be, must be, happy, rich, prosperous; and even should all

escape eance

which lacerates , can

restrain me; and, Julio, were you an obstacle in my path, I would pass

over your dead body to strike a fatal blow at him who has poisoned my

life Do not attempt to thwart me, or I will crush you where you stand"

At these words Simon Turchi placed his hand on the hilt of his sword; his

face was scarlet, his lips trembled, and his eyes flashed

This threat did not disturb Julio, probably because he thought his master

could not execute it An ironical smile played upon his lips; he stepped

back one or two paces, drew his knife, and said, nor, if Geroniht save his life"