There's reason for ghastliness. Eustacia, you have held my happiness in the hollow of your hand, and like a devil you have dashed it down!
Bk. V, ch. 3 - The Return of the Native (1878)
There's reason for ghastliness. Eustacia, you have held my happiness in the hollow of your hand, and like a devil you have dashed it down!
Bk. V, ch. 3 - The Return of the Native (1878)