“You hear him?” he remarked, looking impressively around. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. ‘Come, cry a truce. "There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. ’ ‘That was hardly the impression I got,’ Gerald murmured, remembering Melusine’s attitude to Leonardo. They are our food, Lucia, nothing more.
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