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edly, rising from his seat. "Stop!" said Capitola, turning ashen pale. "Stop--sit down and hear me for just five minutes--I will not tax your patience longer." The robber, with a loud laugh, sank again into his chair, saying: "Very well, talk on for just five minutes, and not a single second longer; but if you think in that time to persuade me to leave this room to-night without you, you are widely out of your reckoning, my duck, that's all." "Donald, do not sink your soul to perdition by a crime that heaven cannot pardon! Listen to me! I have jewels here worth several thousand dollars! If you will consent to go I will give them all to you and let you quietly out of the front door and never say one word to mortal of what has passed here to-night." "Ha, ha, ha! Why, my dear, how green you must think me! What hinders me from possessing myself of your jewels, as well as of yourself!" said Black Donald, impatiently rising. "Sit still! The five minutes' grace are not half out yet," said Capitola, in a breathless voice. "So they are not! I will keep my promise," replied Black Donald, laughing, and again dropping into his seat. "Donald, Uncle pays me a quarterly sum for pocket money, which is at least five times as much as I can spend in this quiet country place. It has been accumulating for years until now I have several thousand dollars all of my own. You shall have it if you will only go quietly away and leave me in peace!" prayed Capitola. "My dear, I intend to take that anyhow--take it as your bridal dower, you know! For I'm going to carry you off and make an honest wife of you!" "Donald, give up this heinous purpose!" cried Capitola, in an agony of supplication, as she leaned over the back of the outlaw's chair. "Yes, you know I will--ha--ha--ha!" laughed the robber. "Man, for your own sake give it up!" "Ha, ha, ha! for my sake!" "Yes, for yours! Black Donald, have you ever reflected on death?" asked Capitola, in a low and terrible voice. "I have risked it often enough; but as to reflecting upon it--it will be time enough to do that when it comes! I am a powerful man, in the prime and pride of life," said the athlete, stretching himself exultingly. "Yet it might come--death might come with sudden overwhelming power, and hurl you to destruction! What a terrible thing for this magnificent frame of yours, this glorious handiwork of the Creator, to be hurled to swift destruction, and for
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