" A prophecy which was to be fulfilled in a singular way. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. “Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. All the sombre visions she had been pressing back, fighting out of her thoughts, swarmed over the barrier and crushed her. "But to drag this innocent child into the muck! With her head full of book nonsense—love stories and fairy stories! Have you any idea of the tragedy she is bound to stumble upon some day? I don't care about you. “I rue the day I ever met you, Sebastianus.
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