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English critic Desmond MacCarthy, `that this book is the most serious and most complete work we have on Byron'. This biography set the seal on my reconciliation with the scholars. Entrenched behind formidable parapets of notes and references I could henceforth await them without fear. They came, not as foes, but as friends. There, as elsewhere, preparedness assured peace.

I corrected the last proofs of Byron at Villard-de-Lans in the Alps at Christmas time, 1929. We had gone there to join my wife's daughter Francoise who, on doctor's orders, was obliged to live in the mountains. In the story of Byron there had been a person who had touched me very much; this was Allegra, daughter of Byron and Claire, who died alone and miserable in an Italian convent. Much against our will, for we loved her tenderly, little Fran~oise had somewhat the fate of Allegra. At an early age she had suffered from the results of being born in a broken home. She would have liked to grow up in the company of happy parents and to play with brothers and sisters. When she saw normal families she experienced a vague feeling of inferiority.
Our marriage filled her with joy. `The good Lord is going to send me a big sister, two little brothers and a papa,' she announced proudly in the Parc Monceau. But she was not able to enjoy this new family. She had suffered from typhoid fever with hepatic complications and soon the doctors diagnosed a sclerosis of the liver. They did not conceal from us the extreme gravity of this disease. Only a sojourn at high altitude offered some small hope. And so Fran~oise spent the last two years of her life in the mountains and far from us. She did not suffer, but her extreme weakness and her little waxen face filled us with pity. Since violent games were forbidden, she read from morning till night and, at nine years of age, kept a diary. `If God were really so powerful,' she wrote, `there would not be any unhappy people ... I have done nothing wrong; why am I being punished? Why have they sent me away from home where I was so happy with my brothers?' When her nurse read Oliver Twist aloud to her, she said: `I do not understand everything but I like it . . . '
The most tragic thing was that, not knowing she was seriously ill, she believed herself unjustly exiled by us. Her grandmother Pouquet, who adored her, made her long visits; we all went there as often as we could. But she suffered from that life and her mother suffered as well. Simone,

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