" "On that night, you first met me, love," said Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to take his hand, which he coldly withdrew. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. "No. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. She did not care that vampire children are abominations.
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