“Going to visit our little friend the vampire?” “What?” He asked, incredulous. The true creative mind is always returning to battle; defeats are only temporary setbacks. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. The unfortunate carpenter struggled violently, but ineffectually.
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