There never is much left for me. On their left the river, with its gloomy pile of buildings on the opposite side, and a huge revolving advertisement throwing its strange reflection upon the black water. Spurlock (himself verging upon the hysterical) welcomed the diversion. Little did the audience know that two vampires were in their midst. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. . If only this child were his: what good times they would have together! The thought passed on, but it left a little ache in his heart. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. " CHAPTER VI. The vicomte must be well known to those high-born who have gone to England.
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