`` But I want to . It 's a whim of mine . Do you know why I told you of Alice and why I 'm going to tell you of Mercedes ? It 's because I want someone to remember them and think of them sometimes after I 'm gone . I ca n't bear that their names should be utterly forgotten by all living souls . `` My older brother , Alec , was a sailor , and on his last voyage to the West Indies he married and brought home a Spanish girl . My father and mother did n't like the match . Mercedes was a foreigner and a Catholic , and differed from us in every way . But I never blamed Alec after I saw her . It was n't that she was so very pretty . She was slight and dark and ivory-coloured . But she was very graceful , and there was a charm about her , master -- a mighty and potent charm . The women could n't understand it . They wondered at Alec 's infatuation for her . I never did . I -- I loved her , too , master , before I had known her a day . Nobody ever knew it . Mercedes never dreamed of it . But it 's lasted me all my life . I never wanted to think of any other woman .
She spoiled a man for any other kind XXXXX woman -- that little pale , dark-eyed Spanish girl .
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