"Captain," he cried, in a voice of the bitterest anguish, "have these dogs again hunted you down? If you hadn't been so unlucky, I should have been with you before to-morrow night. You would do best not to admit to such things either after becoming a vampire. It was a young girl who overheard me when I was on my third shopkeeper who answered my question. “Garçon,” he said, “will you ask the gentleman at the next table if he will do me the honour of taking a glass of wine with me. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. It was in the quiet streets and squares toward Oxford Street that it first came into her head disagreeably that she herself was being followed. ” She fought to keep her teeth from chattering.
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