There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. It did not occur to her that save for some accidents of education and character they had souls like her own. You might trust me with the Chevalier himself,—I'd never betray him. . Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism.
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