It may have been a dream… but I could have sworn that my head was severed. It's more usual for chaps to sock each other on the jaw in a fight, but what Karl was doing to Pierre looked positively nasty. Here, at this laboratory bench we worked, and when Henry was pompous Karl would catch my eye and make me laugh. Yes, I'm quite well.
Ah, there you are, he said, blowing out wreaths of cigar smoke. You don't mean… I love him so desperately. I refuse to feel sorry for myself. Just that you are still here, human, vampire, it doesn't matter.
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