"The idea of a Malay, born Mahometan, being reared in the Vatican, hit me as funny. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. She told the porter to take it to the booking-office, and it was only after a disconcerting moment or so that she found she ought to have directed him to go to the cloak-room. I care not. She felt his erection against her naked thigh. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. Don’t be late if you can help it. But, what is it! What did you promise?" "To offer you my heart, my hand, my life," replied Kneebone, falling at her feet. And he did not lack courage.
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