Stella Maris, paralyzed from childhood, has been tenderly shielded from all the sordidness and misery of life. So she dwells serenly within a dream-world created by those who love her, unaware of sorrow, poverty, or death.
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Miss Stella Maris:
How beautiful this world is - and how good.
John Risca, also spelled Riska:
We were happy until she could no longer control this habit. Then the woman in her died and she became a Thing - a beastly - cruel - Thing!
Miss Stella Maris:
Who asks to be admitted to the throne room?
Unity Blake:
Lor' luv a duck! An' me a'restin' on satink!
Lady Eleanor Blount, aka Aunt Julia:
What if that poor creature had spoken to Stella Maris of life - as she knows it?
Miss Stella Maris:
Why are you so unhappy, John?
John Risca, also spelled Riska:
Because - I love you!
Miss Stella Maris:
I no longer pity the blind! All the ugliness of life is shut away from them.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
