Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made
her own friends, gone her own way. "My stars! here's a pretty lullaby-cheat
to make a fuss about—ho! ho!"
"Deal with me as you think proper, gentlemen," exclaimed Wood; "but, for
mercy's sake don't harm the child! Let it be taken to its mother. CHAPTER XXVII
His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her
suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent
thought. A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the
curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. It felt too good. Babies
produced of vampire women are the real monsters, Lucia. ”
“You don’t. But I
mustn't think of these things, or I shall grow mad.
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