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” The girl nodded. Prudence? Mr Remenham’s sister that was. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. Figg," said Jack. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. If you knew your aunt were alive, if she expected you, that would be different. ” “All these things,” he muttered bitterly, “this desperate resolve to take your life into your own hands, your unnatural craving for independence, would never trouble you for a moment—if you really cared. It was Blueskin.
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