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With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. ” The man contented himself with a nod. “I truly am a vampire, John. In an instant the expectant calm of Westminster was ended, and the very Speaker in the chair blenched at the sound of the policemen’s whistles. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. They heard voices inside but stood for a full thirty seconds looking at each other. Without whisky," went on McClintock, "your irritability is beyond tolerance.
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