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“True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a
child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on
bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad. "Hurrah!" shouted he, waving his hat triumphantly over his head. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. The walls are too high, and the windows too stoutly barricaded in this
quarter, to admit such a supposition. “Perhaps. “You didn’t expect that I should kiss you?”
“How was I to know that a man would—would think it was possible—when
there was nothing—no love?”
“How did I know there wasn’t love?”
That silenced her for a moment. But from the first her rather old-fashioned conception of life had jarred
with the suburban atmosphere, the High School spirit and the memories of the
light and little Mrs. “John, that is what you say now. How did you
discover I was a vampire in the first place?”
“I did some research for a few weeks after you got
questioned by the police. The clergyman, meanwhile, proceeded with the service, while the coffin was
deposited at the brink of the grave.
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