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The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. “What are you doing?” “Nothing. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. “John, don’t!” she cried. ” Lucy embraced Michelle and pierced her neck with elongated canines, one hand clamped over Michelle’s biting, screaming mouth.
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