She addressed an envelope to Ramage, and scrawled on a half-sheet of paper, “The rest shall follow. He looked at her guiltily. 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. She will cry for days and nights together. It’s a lake among precipices, and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant table that looks upon the lake. You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart. Then his tiny bow mouth opened into an adoring smile.
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