"Let us sit here," she said, indicating the white sand bordering the lagoon; "and in a minute or two you will see something quite wonderful. On that first occasion, the delay in locating the entrance to the secret passage meant that she had to wait until morning to make her search. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. The prisoner, however, submitted more quietly than was anticipated. “I’m a vampire. "Sir Cecil is no more.
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