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Our readers will perceive, too, that coming as he did with an utter disbelief in the vampyre, Charles had been compelled, in some measure, to yield to the overwhelming weight of evidence which had been brought to bear upon the subject, and although he could not exactly be said to believe in the existence and the appearance of the vampyre at Bannerworth Hall, he was upon the subject in a most painful state of doubt and indecision.
The vampyre appeared to be much affected; and then he added, "Flora, you know that this spot has been the scene of a catastrophe fearful to look back upon, in the annals of your family?" "It has," said Flora. "I know to what you allude; 'tis a matter of common knowledge to all a sad theme to me, and one I would not court." "Nor would I oppress you with it.
It was yes, it was the vampyre! It stood for a moment gazing at her, and then in the hideous way it had attempted before to speak, it apparently endeavoured to utter some words which it could not make articulate to human ears. The pistols lay before Flora. Mechanically she raised one, and pointed it at the figure. It advanced a step, and then she pulled the trigger. A stunning report followed.
"In this stick," said the doctor, "is a sword, the exquisite temper of which I know I can depend upon, and I fully intended to run through any one whom I saw that looked in the least of the vampyre order." "You would have done quite right," replied Mr. Marchdale. "I have a brace of pistols here, loaded with ball; will you take one, Henry, if you please, and then we shall be all armed."
"You, you speak of love." "And I have, ere this, spoken to you of love unchecked." "Yes, yes. Before this." "And now, wherefore not now? Do not tell me you are changed." "I am changed, Charles. Fearfully changed. The curse of God has fallen upon me, I know not why. I know not that in word or in thought I have done evil, except perchance unwittingly, and yet the vampyre."
The day was now, however, getting far advanced, and Charles Holland began to think of his engagement with the vampyre. He read and read the letter over and over again, but he could not come to a correct conclusion as to whether it intended to imply that he, Sir Francis Varney, would wish to fight him at the hour and place mentioned, or merely give him a meeting as a preliminary step.
It was one who had not been foremost in the chase, perchance from want of physical power, who now stood forward, and exclaimed, "What are you waiting for, now? You can have him when you like. If you want your wives and children to sleep quietly in their beds, you will secure the vampyre. Come on we all know he's here why do you hesitate? Do you expect me to go alone and drag him out by the ears?"
Flora kept her eyes fixed upon him during the utterance of these words; and as she convulsively clutched the arm of Charles, she kept on whispering, "The vampyre! the vampyre!" "I much fear," added the stranger, in the same bland tones, "that I have been the cause of some alarm to the young lady!" "Release me," whispered Charles to Flora. "Release me; I will follow him at once."
Henry Bannerworth and his brother were the furthest off from the vampyre; and, unhappily, in the rush which they, as soon us possible, made towards him, they knocked down the admiral, who impeded them much; and, before they could spring over, or past him, Sir Francis Varney was gone.
I'm very sorry: but I thought it was my husband." "But if you did," said the stranger, "there was no occasion to drown him with a basin of soap-suds. It is your husband I want, madam, if he be Dr. Chillingworth." "Then, indeed, you must go on wanting him, sir, for he's not been to his own home for a day and a night. He takes up all his time in hunting after that beastly vampyre." "Ah!
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