. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive. Folks don’t like ’em. ” “Is she the one who made you into a vampire?” “Yes. He turned to Mrs. Biology is an extraordinarily digestive science. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl.
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