'—'They can't,' says I. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. She shook her head. "Do you think I'd part with the sweetest morsel of revenge on those terms? No! But I'll have the secret out of you by other means. Pardon! I wish to say, for your granddaughter, we seek succour.
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