He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. I want to make myself visible to you. I once might have married you for your beauty,—now I marry you for your wealth. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. He never finished his sentence. Lucy vomited onto the floor at the sight of her mother dying, the black spots expanding across her corpse. “She’s sensitive soul, far too sensitive to be married to an ass like Gianfrancesco.
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