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"I knew his poor mother, and for her sake I'll not see this done," cried John Dump. The man was thick set, with a bright roving eye. . He was daring enough to have seized and carried him off before the whole congregation, but he preferred waiting. “Why?” He inquired. She fixed her brilliant eyes upon him. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes. Wait a second. This is a mere boy. “I truly am a vampire, John. ” Mr.
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