My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. “I can’t believe it. They were enormously pleased with one another; they found each other beyond measure better than they had expected, if only because of the want of substance in mere expectation. No matter how many books one read, each was different, as each human being was different. “Mine is a primitive and unstudied manner. It remains a bizarre idea to me that Lucy Alberti could ever become so detailed or so real, but I’m certainly glad to have made her acquaintance. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. "We've heard coming and going. ‘But so also it is downstairs. From me. Some of the people who watched them standing side by side thought they must be newly wedded because of their happy faces, and others that they were an old-established couple because of their easy confidence in each other. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please. One wants helpers and protectors—and clean water. Lucy looked about confusedly. “I think,” she said, “that I would rather not have anything to say about that man.
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