"Who—who is the Marquis de Chatillon?" "Your adopted son, Thames Darrell," answered Winifred. She thrust at him, following, almost spitting him as he crashed against the altar, rocking the huge candlesticks and the vessels that stood on it. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. The next weekend arrived and she made her decision. Well, come back in half an hour.
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