Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. " "Thames Ditton—is that your name?" "No," replied the boy, impatiently; "Darrell—Thames Darrell. “I will MAKE you love me! Until he has faded—faded into a memory. She came to her one day and pulled on her apron. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Here he was preparing to leap over the hedge into the fields on the left, when he was intercepted by two horsemen, who, hearing the shouts, rode up and struck at him with the butt-ends of their heavy riding-whips. " "You are heiress to the Trenchard property," rejoined Jonathan, "one of the largest estates in Lancashire. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. ” She admonished. ” He got up and went to the guest room door and locked it.
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