"No," answered Jack, approaching her, "though, if I had done so, he would have
merited his fate. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. It was decrepit and too large. Her eye met Miss Stanley’s understandingly, and she was if
anything a trifle more affectionate in her greeting to Ann Veronica. ”
He leaned back in his chair as though wearied. “No, I am alone,” she answered. ‘Go you through the passage and find the other door. "
The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells
impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese
incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her
inhalations. The point is, Spurlock was coming along: queerly, by his own imagination. You’ll end
up dead, that’s what. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. He had always warned her explicitly
about turning others into vampires. General Lord Charvill disinherited him for his pains.
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