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THE VICTORY OF LOVE.
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come a leader of living Greeks, and in a few short years the last remnant of these dreadful scenes shall fade away."
Again she approached him and kissed him.
"See," she said, "I will not let thee go. The crime is not thine but mine."
He said, "Leave me,—it cannot be. I will break their trance, and then we will flee away, as before thou didst agree. Time presses. Thou seest this shadow slowly creeping along. Before it reaches the spot on which we stand it will be too late."
He pointed to the shadow of a huge column, covered with curious signs and symbols.
Daphne clung to him and whispered, "Let it be to them who hate me and thee the shadow of death!"
She looked into his eyes with eager passion, and saw signs of yielding. She re-
