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“Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. But this time she wanted nothing for herself: she wanted something for Hoddy—success. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. White’s,” she said, “and if he is going to persist in this delusion, we cannot both remain here. 1. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. ” “That’s if we succeed. I wonder what it was. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer, driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. Howard Spurlock.
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