He talked with his manner gentle and kindly. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. ’ ‘Your husband?’ Gerald tutted. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. I can't bear it. If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. ’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice.
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