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It was the bitterest moment of her life. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. I thought that I was marrying Meysey Hill, not that creature. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams. It is queer, but men of education and good birth fall swiftest and lowest. Nowadays, from the looks of it, people were lining up to become vampires. ‘And with my grandfather Charvill also so very angry, it was not perhaps so very comfortable for my father. However, as things have turned up, it's fortunate that I came back.
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