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Chapter Six-3
Then he knew that even if physically he could overcome her resistance, he could not violate her spirit. No other woman had made him feel so protective that he had known from the first moment he saw her that he would have to save her from everything that filled her eyes with fear. He had fought against this feeling, he had told himself it was just an illusion, and yet when her father died and Lucia turned to him for comfort he had known there was no escape, and she was his. ‘What can I do? What the Devil can I do?’ the Marquis asked. It was only when the first faint glow on the horizon heralded the dawn that he knew the answer. * Lucia also had been unable to sleep. After a little while she gave up praying that she might do so, and sat up against the pillows. It was very quiet excep
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