I am your husband, though as yet your hand has scarcely lain in mine. Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism. Melusine ripped at the buttons of the garment, dragging it open and away, and gasped at the massive red stain on his shirt. The nuns had no regard for the sensibilities of a “lady” and expected Melusine— for it was her allotted task—to clean and tend the soldier’s wounds even when they festered. "Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. Anna sat quite still for a moment, and then the colour suddenly returned to her cheeks. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily.
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