And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to
slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. The lady, who was indeed stunning, Gerald suddenly realised, said never a
word. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by
whom he was brought up. What happened? Did
you turn me?”
“Yes, my love. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to
be here. ‘You will keep yourself utterly quiet,’ he instructed, a growl in her ear as they
headed for the door. He was an imaginative young man. Let me keep him. She had even tried a needle and a catheter on a victim
once, but had found that the process was so frustrating
and slow that she barely gained any sustenance and had
done the worst thing imaginable: wasted a kill.
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