She found no ready reply to that, and he went on: “This music is the food of love. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. To simplify matters, he carried a coloured paper lantern upon which his license number was painted in Arabic numerals. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. Gerald realised Lucy had taken the hint, for she dragged her betrothed towards the door. He was an old, skilled vampire. “He couldn’t look me in the face and say it,” said Ann Veronica. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that.
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