Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. Recollect, he's chained to the ground by a great horse-padlock, and is never unloosed except when he comes to that hatch. “Miss Pellissier, isn’t it?” he said. That is the dreadful truth. She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague.
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