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There was something markedly and deliberately liberal-minded in his manner in all their encounters. ‘Her own,’ Gerald replied. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. " "Understand what?" "You or this girl. He had always warned her explicitly about turning others into vampires. "She wouldn't let me go. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. His face fell. Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. A fever of shame ran through her being.
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