“Why come after me after all these years, Sebastianus? Haven’t you found any sycophants to convert, any nubile young nymphets to bring into the cannibal flock?” “Why should I do that if there is still the chance of you?” “What if there could be no chance of me? How do you know you can have me?” “I see your game. She had tasted freedom now, and so far she had not felt the need of protection. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. But eventually Spurlock laughed. “Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly. " "No. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard.
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