“No, she just worries that I’ll go Satanic and start chomping the heads off of bats and mice or something. Her father’s ideas of expostulation were a little harsh and forcible, and over the claret-colored table-cloth and under the gas chandelier, with his hat and umbrella between them like the mace in Parliament, he and his daughter contrived to have a violent quarrel. ’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. The one problem was that it didn’t fly.
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