“Let’s go home. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. Side by side with the cheese (its never-failing accompaniment, in all seasons, at the carpenter's board) came a tankard of swig, and a toast. Black blood and white bone flew into the corners of the crypt, slathering the dead faces of the corpses left piled in the corner. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike. A nine days’ wonder is soon forgotten. Wood, in a taunting tone. " "Where's Mr.
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