The inn was a military haunt. Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism. Among the commercial enticements McClintock found a real letter. ‘And now, monsieur le major—’ ‘I will see you to the door,’ Gerald said, looking with interest at the building that his observant groom had told him housed a small collection of nuns. E. We were only—les autres.
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