Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. 260 “Can you turn me into one?” “Yes, I can turn you into one tonight. Briefly, with a careless wave towards the couple, the comtesse presented them as Monsieur and Madame Valade. We Spurlocks take our medicine, standing. To have the present lengthen into years! But in a few hours she would be upon her way, far lonelier than she had ever been. ” There was a long silence. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. It was excellently done, especially as she loved good dinners. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from.
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