’ Gerald eyed her. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced. "What of her?" cried the knight. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. Men do not understand constancy as women do. Her patience was waning fast. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. He might have been a complete innocent, she did not know and did not bother to find out. She did not care that vampire children are abominations.
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