Chapter XXIII MONTAGUE HILL SEES LIGHT AT LAST At exactly ten minutes past ten Annabel rang the bell of her sister’s flat. You act your part capitally, but it won't do. "Why, what the devil would you have had me do!—make myself scarce, eh? You should have tipped me the wink. Prudence. MANNING,” she had begun. But finding all continue silent, he cautiously lifted the latch, and crept into the room, resolved to punish the offender in case his suspicions should prove correct. I don't know whose brainless head it may be, but it'll do for my collection. He had been thrilled at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to turn others into vampires. She was making it up. But one must disguise oneself. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him.
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