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In the car, John was wound up. The two sisters were very fond of one another, I believe. "
"What for?" demanded the turnkey. ”
Her urge to drink deeply of his blood was growing
insane, ignited by what he had already donated. If he died, here in this hotel, who would
care? Or if she died, who would care?
A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of
trying to forget. Every movable mirror had been placed here, to discourage vanity, and since no
whitewash covered the brocaded purple wallpaper, its pervasive hue gave an
added sense of heaviness to the crowded chamber. "But, let me tell you,
it's not a pleasant sight to see the girl one likes in the arms of another.
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