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"But, where's the strange gentleman I saw under the table?" "Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. "Well, I'm not far from the mark. ” “Is she the one who made you into a vampire?” “Yes. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. The coolies proceeded at a swinging, mincing trot, which gave to the suspended seat a dancing action similar to that of a suddenly agitated hangingspring of a birdcage. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. She began to tremble violently. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby.
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