It is better as it is. The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. . “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must have known. Then they had released her arms and were trying to push her away. ” Her urge to drink deeply of his blood was growing insane, ignited by what he had already donated. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully.
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