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"But how, Master?" Amadeo demanded. "What are you saying? What do you mean to do?"

There I found a mortal victim within minutes, and to Amadeo's amazement caught the miserable fellow with preternatural speed as he sought to stab me, and brought him up to my lips.

When at last I looked at him, I saw only amazement.

"Have you no tears for the man, Amadeo?" I asked. "Have you no questions as to the disposition of his soul? Without Sacred Rites, he died. He died only for me."

And looking into his brown eyes I knew that he had left the mortal world behind him more effortlessly perhaps than any other mortal I might have plucked from my garden, for those memories still festered within him, though he was disposed completely to believe in me.

How calm she was as she answered me.

"No, Master," Amadeo whispered. "Master, I beg you." "Yes, for it's evil blood," I said, "and it's all the more savoiy to rne. I would drink the stuff of murderers. Tell him, Bianca, of wine laced with potions, and lives forfeit for those who have made you the

Once again, I wrapped him in my cloak, covering his face so that he could see nothing as I traveled through the air silently, moving over the rooftops and then breaking deftly and silently through an upper window that had been shuttered against the night air.

Through the rear chambers of the house, I moved from this breach till we stood together in the shadowy and sumptuous bedroom of Bianca, and through the salons before us, I saw her turn from her guests. I saw her coming to us.

When at last I looked at him, I saw only amazement.

"Oh, but I would have more of her, rather than love of her," I said to hjm. "I would have her blood."

"But how, Master?" Amadeo demanded. "What are you saying? What do you mean to do?"

"You would see it again to understand it," I said angrily. "You would see it among those whom we claim to love."

"Have you no tears for the man, Amadeo?" I asked. "Have you no questions as to the disposition of his soul? Without Sacred Rites, he died. He died only for me."

Quickly I accused her.

When at last I looked at him, I saw only amazement.

I was too angry to respond. There had been no lesson in it! He was too young, the night too dark, the man too wretched, and all that I had foreseen had come to nought.

"But how, Master?" Amadeo demanded. "What are you saying? What do you mean to do?"

"Oh, but I would have more of her, rather than love of her," I said to hjm. "I would have her blood."

When at last I looked at him, I saw only amazement.

I wrapped him in my arms and, covering his face, I carried him with me down into a wretched district of Venice, in which thieves and

beggars slept where they could.The canals reeked of refuse and dead fish.

"No, Master," he answered, and then a smile played on his lips as though it were a flame which had sprung from mine. "It's marvelous what I saw, Master. What do I care for his body or his soul?"

I was too angry to respond. There had been no lesson in it! He was too young, the night too dark, the man too wretched, and all that I had foreseen had come to nought.

"No, Master," he answered, and then a smile played on his lips as though it were a flame which had sprung from mine. "It's marvelous what I saw, Master. What do I care for his body or his soul?"

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