“I want two words—with Miss Pellissier alone,” Hill pleaded. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. “I truly am a vampire, John. S. "Back!" he cried fiercely. "Women must have their wills while they live, since they can make none when they die," observed Wood, as he imprinted a kiss of reconciliation on the plump hand of his consort;—a sentiment to the correctness of which the party chiefly interested graciously vouchsafed her assent.
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