The aunt laughed. But how close? She glanced about at the shrouded furnishings for possible cover. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their papers. “Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. Lights were on and Michelle’s mother was up, occasionally pacing as Michelle and Lucy had been gone for over two hours. Michelle repeated herself brashly, “A vampire, silly. "No, no, Sir," replied Ireton. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers.
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