” “Do you drink blood?” He stood up. ‘I have an arthritic complaint, which is why you find me retired from fashionable life. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. “Is Lady Lescelles in?” he asked the butler. There came a wild rush of anthropological lore into her brain, a flare of indecorous humor. Sheppard had been interred.
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