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You should think of her, Vi.
It isn't safe.
It must be the child whom she'd sought.
so many years later.
She admitted her husband had moved on.
But it is not good news.
And rage.
The house is in disrepair.
and had devoted himself to the care of his progeny.
I have no ambition.
as she moved her hand.
Unaware that she'd ever had a sister at all.
At last, at least, she'd be with them both.
you must repeat the rite.
Bly belongs to you.
In fact, every detail of Viola's entrance was a pageant.
but to perform a rite far more melancholy
♪ And weep beside the tree ♪
Feeling that if she walked to her bedroom,
No, Bly must stay in the family,
a thought occurred to her.
His superstition defied reason, but he felt confident all the same.
But what right had Viola to dispose of our future?
I didn't want to miss the ball.
Turn, two, three.
except our child.
A name, like his own, of a highly respectable sound.
Sister…
be they victims of fate,
beyond which it can bear no more weight.
"enough."
Viola found that under its purpose,
He had a handsome face.
Promise you what?
Oh, am I?
of vice,
But that night, as Perdita beheld her sister,
- Oh, oh, no, no, no, no… - Just one.
Viola faintly noticed her own attempted exorcism.
while Viola bode her time,
their lifelong home.