And I shall have to take you with me, to prevent your valiant brother from following me. I can make you come back. You should not be here, my beloved. But in the lamplight he looked supernaturally pale, his eyes too intense, too deeply coloured.
Charlotte felt Anne's eyes burning into her. Her father's face fell. They were all the ones who had not turned out as he had hoped, or who had crossed him, or broken his heart. His eyelids were lowered.
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