\" Obediently, Lucia rose from her seated position on the bed and approached the baby and the mother in wonderment. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. "We shall meet again ere long, my son," cried Mrs. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. ’ ‘I think you—’ He broke off abruptly, astonished at what he had been about to say. ” His face darkened. The response of her body was enough that she lazily opened her eyes. ” “It was a mistake,” she faltered. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. And she seemed always to keep one eye on Ann Veronica’s dress. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. CHAPTER X.
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