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I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. It suited him to dampen the spirits of any who sought to impose upon him, as these relics of the loathed family of Valade seemed like to do. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment. “If I am to turn you into a vampire, she cannot know. She sighed with relief. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. His heir is dead, yes, and his name and title available to me.
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