’ The full story—or as much as Gerald knew—of Valade’s machinations shocked the old lady so much that she was obliged to recruit her strength with a refill from the Madeira decanter. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull. ’ *** Martha sniffed dolefully, scrubbing at her reddened eyes with a large square of damp linen. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke.
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