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It was quite clear that, be he who he might, mortal or vampyre, he had some acquaintance with the fastening of the window; for now he succeeded in moving it, and the sash was thrown open. The blind was still an obstacle; but a vigorous pull from the intruder brought that down on the prostrate admiral; and then Mr.
"I don't expect you will regret me; you will eat." "Eat!" "Yes, and drink as usual, no doubt, notwithstanding being witness to the decease of a fellow-creature." "Belay there; don't call yourself a fellow-creature of mine; I ain't a vampyre."
"And yet entertaining. I am rather amused than otherwise. The idea of being a vampyre. Ha! ha! If ever I go to a masquerade again, I shall certainly assume the character of a vampyre." "You would do it well." "I dare say, now, I should make quite a sensation." "I am certain you would. Do you not think, gentlemen, that Sir Francis Varney would enact the character to the very life?
"And yet the moonlight is cold." "Ah, but who's to tell what may happen to a vampyre, or what's hot or what's cold?" "Certainly not; oh, dear, no." "And then they have permission to suck the blood of other people, to live themselves, and to make other people vampyres, too." "The lord have mercy upon us!"
"I am no vampyre," said the stranger; "I am new to these parts, and I pray you have mercy upon me. I have done you no wrong. Hear me, I know nothing of these people of whom you speak."
All I wish to impress upon your mind is, that you are not in any way picked out by Providence to be specially unhappy that there is no perversion of nature on your account." "Call you that hideous vampyre form that haunts me no perversion of ordinary nature?" "What is is natural," said Marchdale. "Cold reasoning to one who suffers as I suffer.
Chillingworth, and Marchdale, Jack Pringle, too, walked in, by the sufferance of his master, as if he considered he had a perfect right to do so. The occasion of the meeting had been a communication which Flora had made concerning her most singular and deeply interesting interview with the vampyre. The details of this interview had produced a deep effect upon the whole of the family.
There was certainly a loud wrangling in the Hall, just as the doctor finished his most remarkable revelation concerning Sir Francis Varney, a revelation which by no means attacked the fact of his being a vampyre or not; but rather on the contrary, had a tendency to confirm any opinion that might arise from the circumstance of his being restored to life after his execution, favourable to that belief.
When they reached the residence of Sir Francis Varney, they were received courteously enough, and the admiral desired Jack to wait for him in the handsome hall of the house, while he was shewn up stairs to the private room of the vampyre. "Confound the fellow!" muttered the old admiral, "he is well lodged at all events.
"What have you done? have you not, like a thief, broken into my house? Can you ask what you have done?" "Ay," said the vampyre, "like a thief, perchance, and yet no thief. May I ask you, what there is to steal, in the house?" By the time this short dialogue had been uttered, the rest of the party had come up, and Varney was, so far as regarded numbers, a prisoner.
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