My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. Ann Veronica sat down in the other arm-chair and darned badly for a minute or so. "Boat there!" cried a voice, which Mr. These were presently joined by a regiment of foot. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. ” Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister.
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