" "You needn't trouble yourself," replied Thames. “Want to see my fangs?” She asked. She became aware of the modelling of his ear, of the muscles of his neck and the textures of the hair that came off his brow, the soft minute curve of eyelid that she could just see beyond his brow; she perceived all these familiar objects as though they were acutely beautiful things. " She opened the book which she had brought to the table. “Indeed, I must implore you to return. ” He fumed. Jack was not half your age when he died.
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