He had always warned her explicitly about turning others into vampires. Muttering something to himself, he appeared to be telling upon his fingers the advantages and disadvantages of some scheme he had in contemplation. Then, seeing Melusine’s feathered beaver had fallen to the floor, picked that up for her. I dared not sing, I dared not laugh, except when you went away. She thought me— filthy.
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