. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown. “La belle ‘Alcide,’ wasn’t it? Annabel Pellissier was her real name. She battled with a deadly faintness, and she tottered rather than walked back to her seat. There were more of us back then, and we weren’t seen as ghouls, in fact, in Greece and the time before we were worshipped as gods. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. The other was to go into business—into a photographer’s reception-room, for example, or a costumer’s or hat-shop. I've got to know why. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate.
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