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He shook his head. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. “Why come after me after all these years, Sebastianus? Haven’t you found any sycophants to convert, any nubile young nymphets to bring into the cannibal flock?” “Why should I do that if there is still the chance of you?” “What if there could be no chance of me? How do you know you can have me?” “I see your game. "I've been deceived by false information. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. I am absolutely certain that up to the present we have escaped all notice, and I do not believe that any casual observer would take us for English people.
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