Oh well, Charlotte wouldn't mind, said Madeleine. The fangs came out of his neck like daggers, chased by a sickening uprush of pain. What? These were the victims of a vampire, he said. I can think of one very good reason.
She heard soft, slow footsteps behind her. But don't you think it's rather strange, the way he chose to vanish into the garden Karl spoke to Charlotte, ignoring Pierre. His tone hardened.
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