I fancy that this is a
little more than playing at Bohemianism. “You’re. ‘Civilian peace-keeping
forces, you know. They would arrest him for the French spy they had
thought her at first. What is it?"
"Guess," rejoined Blueskin, attempting to throw a gallant expression into his
forbidding countenance. It was only when they had sped back into the country
that Sebastian asked, “Why kill the parents of the girl?
What did they ever do to you?”
“The girl had effectively gone public with my little
vampire secret, Sebastian. Brendon,” he said, “may I rob you of your guest just for the drive home? I
have only a few hours in England, and Miss Pellissier is an old friend. I want you beyond measure or reckoning. “Suppose, for example, I go to this dance?”
“You won’t. Perhaps you
will meet him someday. “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked
at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?”
“I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found
behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose—
dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain.
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