Before his departure, he gave his assistant a glove. " "Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily. When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. And he could not return this love.
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