"Your son," replied Jack,—"your miserable, repentant son. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort. Immediately beneath the pulpit stood a large circular pew where malefactors under sentence of death sat to hear the condemned sermon delivered to them, and where they formed a public spectacle to the crowds, which curiosity generally attracted on those occasions. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. ‘But it is entirely myself,’ she exclaimed aloud. Not fit to be dust on your boots. But her heart kept on sinking.
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