"Sit down, fool!"
"Jack," said Kneebone, who had been considerably interested by the foregoing
scene, "are these regrets for your past life sincere?"
"Suppose them so," rejoined Jack, "what then?"
"Nothing—nothing," stammered Kneebone, his prudence getting the better of his
sympathy. Nothing to do; nothing for the
hands, the mind, the heart. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’
He sipped his wine and shrugged. Little did the
audience know that two vampires were in their midst. The program was to include a Bach cantata,
her favorite piece from Rimsky-Korsakov’s Scheherazade,
and for the first time ever, a student composition, a
Concerto, by a precociously talented fellow student
named Martin Chen. "
"Nor Jonathan Wild, I hope," interposed Sheppard.
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