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“I’m a vampire. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. ” “But how?” “I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going to be a grandfather!’” “Yes. I am already too much flattered that you should have given me your confidence. The dizziness made the trees sickening, the smell of Michelle’s perfume soapy and revolting. ” The man’s face was dark with passion.
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