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To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it. ‘That,’ he said stonily, ‘is yet another point over which we fell out. Too bad he’s not interested in any girl who’s not a musician. No: I must face it out. If I did not love you en désespoir, I would assuredly blow off your head. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. That’s my opinion, if you ask me.

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