She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing. He seemed to be hesitating between two courses of action. He resented being regarded as irregular. “My friends,” she said, “my dear friends, I am going to make the same answer to all of you—and that is perhaps you will say no answer at all. This is a mere boy. The rest was easy. I intend to remain very serious indeed while I’m doing it. No, let us dine here, and then go and have our coffee on the boulevards. Then she burst into a peal of laughter. Many’s the young ’un I’ve seen get hisself into just such a knuckleheaded mess all on account of a pretty wench.
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