McClintock did not exaggerate his ability to read faces. "My child!" he groaned faintly. “I’m a vampire. ” The girl received this intimation in silence, but the face that looked down upon the gas fire took an expression of obstinacy that brought out a hitherto latent resemblance between parent and child. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty, struggle. “My dear Anna! As though I should think of depressing you with my long list of misdeeds.
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