" "Permit me to see it, Sir James!" requested Jack. No mercenary consideration influences me. The servants had left the room. On taxing his recollection, the whole circumstance rushed to mind with painful distinctness. They stank, and she hated how they blocked the sunlight. She was very pale, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. And she was about as capable of intelligent argument as a runaway steam-roller. Sebastian drank deeply and quickly of her blood. As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you.
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