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Diary, 17th September.
Poor Jonathan.
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He's still so ill, but cheered
by the familiar streets of London.
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For me, now that Lucy is dead,
it is a sad homecoming.
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A part of me is dead, too,
except for the tiny hope -
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- that I will again see my prince.
Is he here?
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Now that I am married, I understand
the feeling that I have for him.
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He is always in my thoughts.
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- Jonathan, what is it?
- It is the man himself!
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Look, he has grown young!
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Gentlemen ...
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Must we desecrate poor Lucy's grave?
She died horribly enough.
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If Miss Lucy's dead, no wrong can
be done, but if she's not dead ...
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- Has she been buried alive?
- No ...
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- She is undead. Undead.
- This is insane.