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Ambrose Nast

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386 total appearances

Appearances Over Time

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The wind blew the few remaining strands of his gray hair into his eyes and he closed them.

I know the tale, he said to me.

I believe he is who you say he is.

My grandfather saw his ship once, on the Bay of Biscay.

Then why, I asked, and had to restrain myself from shaking him.

Florence is past hope, he said.

No one on this earth can help her.

Do you think that poor girl can ever find happiness here?

Isn't it kinder to let her go?

He is a demon.

He is undead, I retorted.

No, Morrow said softly, looking up at the moon.

Undead, yes.

But I think only a man.

Shouldn't Florence have a love of a kind?

I told the colonel to return to his solitary house, as he was of no use to us tonight, Rankins and I. In his words, I heard only the wreckage of a man who no longer wanted the burden of caring for his only daughter.

I touched his hand.

He said to me, Maybe she can redeem him.