It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. Herculis was a port city on the Tyrrhenian Sea not far from where the manor had been. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. She felt that she was not alone. This lady is my wife, and I have a right to be here. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket.
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