"Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. "And now," said Thames, (for we must still preserve the name,) "you will no longer defer my happiness. At the bottom of the trunk was a large manila envelope, unmarked. He had always warned her explicitly about turning others into vampires. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path.
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