‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. "It is addressed to my
mother," he added, as his eye glanced rapidly over it, "and by my father. “I should like to speak to you for a few minutes,” he said to Anna, dropping his
voice a little. She slept in a bedroom clad in linens and skins, walked
down hallways bedecked in the most gay and colorful
frescos. “I’m a vampire. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. Answering him
was agonizing. She stared
down at them from a high window, peering down at their
moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed
where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves
from the elms and horse-chestnuts. . I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is
for your good.
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