"Were you present at the time of the robbery?" pursued Jonathan. ” Her urge to drink deeply of his blood was growing insane, ignited by what he had already donated. God had never answered any of her prayers. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. He then unfolded his choice and held it before her face. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. Now I’ll tell you what I propose.
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