The Prince and the Pekingese

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"You have come!" The Prince Xanos of Cephalonia exclaimed. "Yes," said Angelina softly. "I have come." The prince paused for a moment looking at the beautiful young woman in a way that made her tremble. "You are so lovely and yet." There was a throbbing pain in his voice that made Angelina long to comfort him. "Whenever we feel for each other," she whispered, "I realize your country must... come... first." The prince looked up sharply. " We feel for each other? " He repeated. " Tell me... what you feel for me." "Tell me." the prince said again. And suddenly, as if it came from the very depths of her being, Angelina's is clear young voice miraculously cried out: "I... Love you. I love you. I love you!"