We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. "No!" she cried. Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it.
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