"And you ran away with a weakling! You denied me for a puppet!"
"My lawful husband. I would be
chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it. "No!" she cried. Why? He could preach the Word and
deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his
face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so
inexplicable. Entering the Red Room, he crept through the hole in the wall, descended
the chimney, and arrived once more in his old place of captivity. She had made a bed for herself out of wood and furs. She could feel
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