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She stared at his pleading face. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she. Maggot. He had been thrilled at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to turn others into vampires. The fellow swore lustily, in a voice which Jack instantly recognised as that of Quilt Arnold, and vainly attempted to rise and draw his sword.
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