I have had a lot of personal revolutions:
Not realising Henk was in love with me. Thinking I was in love with Fabrice, what I mistake! Assuming I everyone expecting me marry Otto but I could not and I should have. Believing I was in love with Vincent, though I never was. My dearest friend Mrs van Raat whishing I could love her son Paul, though my heart wasn’t in it. Finally finding Lawrence St Clare declaring his love even though I was no longer beautiful and by then it was too late. It brought on my final revolution from which I never recovered.
Ah that’s why my name is Eline Vere. Learn more about my history from http://www.hollandparkpress.co.uk/book_detail.php?book_id=12.