She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. The screams of the unfortunate woman had aroused Thames from his slumbers. He himself, middle-aged, steeped in traditions of the City and moneymaking, very ill-skilled in all the lighter graces of life, as he himself well knew, could yet come to her invested with something of the halo of romance by the almost magical powers of an unlimited banking account. The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. “I said that at the Zoo, and I mean it. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. " "Suffer me to proceed," replied the stranger. “An Oracle is a vampire, of course. ” He took a seat by her side.
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