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" "Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door. “Why just take her limbs? Why not poison her, like me?” “Because, if you remember, she turned me into a vampire. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve. So Ann Veronica also was arrested. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. " "Holloa! my hearty!" cried Ben, starting to his feet.
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