Thus, in a few minutes, had this happy family been plunged into the depths of misery. CHAPTER XIII. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. One night, she drew close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing his back. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. This was his sister, evidently in the last extremity. “No, I administered poisons to you according to the ancient tradition. “Indeed, you could have no more faithful friend, you could find no one more anxious to serve you. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. “But why is it preposterous?” asked Ann Veronica, and fiddled with a pipe on the mantel. He had been thrilled at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to turn others into vampires.
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