Vendetta Volume 2 By Marie Corelli I, who write this, am a dead man. Dead legally--dead by absolute proofs--dead and buried Ask for me in my native city and they will tell you I was one of the victims of the cholera that ravaged Naples in 1884, and that my mortal remains lie moldering in the funeral vault of my ancestors. Yet--I live I feel the warm blood coursing through my veins--the blood of thirty summers--the prime of early manhood invigorates...