I have been betrayed, too, it seems, by the Iron Master. Another place has been prepared for me - not Evenwood, the dream-palace of my childhood fancies, but some modest dwelling amongst other modest dwelling, where I shall live and die, unnoticed and unremembered, in perpetual exile from life that should have been mine. But I shall not die unavenged.
*The Meaning of Night: A Confession: Michael Cox
Thursday, June 09, 2016
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