Lucy had tried for years to find a way of not getting blood all over herself when she made a kill. She returned home to the Beck house soaked and soggy. "Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it.
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