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Wood, leaping from the bed. . When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. Forgive my daring. ” “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you, Lucy. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river.
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