’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously. Then I came to London and tried almost everything—all failures. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. Assessing him as harmless, she had remained friendly, albeit aloof. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. He was like a man beside himself.
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