“Of course it is okay!” Cathy’s voice rose in volume
and in pitch. I mean Miss Charvill no harm. I can’t. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be
nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in
the urgency of his hospitality. The carpenter did not
hesitate a moment. You
didn’t even do that Vee; not even that. “Why do you need to go for a walk, Michelle?” Diane
asked darkly. This did not tickle his
vanity; on the contrary, it enlivened his terror, which is a phase of fascination. His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was
still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love. Yet every now and then, during
the progress of the meal, his attention apparently wandered, and leaning forward
he glanced covertly at Anna with a curious mixture of expressions on his face. That there gatekeeper would’ve
called them out again. He had always warned her explicitly
about turning others into vampires. “Annabel!” He looked at her thoughtfully. She had agonized over it for weeks. It’s for you to say if I may
sit on it.
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