If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. Wood will be here presently. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly. “And where are YOU going?” he said. He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. I'm glad he's come to see me. This foster child’s name was Mary Lucia Iovelli, and we have photographic documents of a woman who looks exactly like you, dear. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred.
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