Quotation from: Villette

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


"My lamb! my treasure!" murmured the loving though rugged sire. He
said no more for the moment; indeed, those two words were hoarse.


The room was now darkening. I heard a movement, a step without.
Thinking it might be a servant coming with candles, I gently opened,
to prevent intrusion. In the ante-room stood no servant: a tall
gentleman was placing his hat on the table, drawing off his gloves
slowly--lingering, waiting, it seemed to me. He called me neither by
sign nor word; yet his eye said:--"Lucy, come here." And I went.

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