“Anna,” he cried eagerly. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. For a long time to come that would naturally be the theme of any story he undertook to write. “So what is John up to today?” Lucy asked with a weary smile. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. She may be an infuriating little devil, but she is far from stupid.
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