He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. ’ ‘Lucilla,’ gasped Hilary, his cheeks reddening with wrath. Diane seemed more interested in the prestige of her violin skills than in the more sordid subject of her vampirism. Nothing was given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that it had to offer.
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