Bram Stoker

Bram Stoker

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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker The Secret of Growing Gold (1897)

The woman before him, with distorted features and burning eyes seemed hardly human, and the only thing that seemed a reality of his sister, as she had been, was her wealth of golden hair, and this was now streaked with grey. She eyed her brother with a long, cold stare; and he, too, as he looked and began to realise the actuality of her presence, found the hatred of her which he had had, once again surging up in his heart. All the brooding passion of the past year seemed to find a voice at once as he asked her:
"Why are you here? You're dead and buried."
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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker The Secret of Growing Gold (1897)

He cursed Delandre and his sister and all their kind, and in especial he hurled curse after curse on her golden hair.
"Oh, hush! hush!" she said, and was then silent, for she feared her husband when she saw the evil effect of his humour. Geoffrey in the torrent of his anger stood up and moved away from the hearth; but suddenly stopped as he saw a new look of terror in his wife's eyes. He followed their glance, and then he, too, shuddered — for there on the broken hearth-stone lay a golden streak as the point of the hair rose through the crack.
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Portrait of Bram Stoker Bram Stoker The Secret of Growing Gold (1897)

The inscrutable laws of sex have so arranged that even a timid woman is not afraid of a fierce and haughty man. And so it was that there was hardly a woman of any kind or degree, who lived within view of Brent's Rock, who did not cherish some form of secret admiration for the handsome wastrel. The category was a wide one, for Brent's Rock rose up steeply from the midst of a level region and for a circuit of a hundred miles it lay on the horizon, with its high old towers and steep roofs cutting the level edge of wood and hamlet, and far-scattered mansions.
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