"'The remainder of that dreadful night when Isidora disappeared, had been passed almost in despair by Donna Clara, who, amid all her rigor and chilling mediocrity, had still the feelings of a mother-- and by Fra Jose, who, with all his selfish luxury and love of domination, had a heart where distress never knocked for admittance, that she did not find pity ready to open the door.'"
-Charles Maturin, Melmoth the Wanderer
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