“How are you feeling?” She asked. He was staring at her, openly gaping. Well, I told aunt. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. As sure as he is now living, I'll pay him a visit in the Old Bailey before morning. His condition is not unfavourable, but there may be a relapse at any moment.
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