All the king's horses and all the king's men could not undo what
was done; nor kill the strange exquisite flower that had grown up in his own
lonely heart. . It was only when they had sped back into the country
that Sebastian asked, “Why kill the parents of the girl?
What did they ever do to you?”
“The girl had effectively gone public with my little
vampire secret, Sebastian. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one
who calls himself Valade—stole it. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons
the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the
Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and
motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace
Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of
those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up
from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining
overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs,
carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge.
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