Quotation from: Villette

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


They parted. He passed me at speed, hardly feeling the earth he
skimmed, and seeing nothing on either hand. He looked very handsome;
mettle and purpose were roused in him fully.


"Papa, there is Lucy!" cried a musical, friendly voice. "Lucy, dear
Lucy--_do_ come here!"


I hastened to her. She threw back her veil, and stooped from her
saddle to kiss me.

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