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"You love her still, this woman," she said.

"I don't search because I don't know where to search," I said, lying just a little, "but I look always...."

"What was the last?" she asked gently.

I could feel her shock, though for a moment she said nothing, and then she spoke.

"I see," she answered.

"I don't search because I don't know where to search," I said, lying just a little, "but I look always...."

"I did a cruel and mistaken thing to her. I did a wrong thing. I left her without warning and without recourse, and now I can't find her."

"Yes, it was a long time, though it did not seem so then. Every night was new and I loved her and she loved me, of course, and we quarreled so often...."

She was shocked and for a long time said nothing.

"But was it a good quarreling?" she asked.

"Yes, and long long ago, they said similar things as they came to us. They threatened us, and they wanted, they wanted what we knew."

"You love her still, this woman," she said.

"No, never stopped loving her. Impossible to stop thinking of her or loving her. Even the details of her remain with me. Loneliness and solitude have imprinted her most strongly on my mind. I see her. I hear her voice. She had a lovely clear voice." I mused. I went on.

"Out of love and anger," I said. "And it was the first time that the Satan worshipers had come, you see. Those of the very same ilk that burnt my house and took Amadeo. Only it was centuries ago, can you understand? They came. Oh, not with my enemy, Santino. Santino didn't exist then. Santino is no ancient one. But it was the same tribe, the same ones who believe they are put here on Earth as blood drinkers to serve the Christian God."

"But was it a good quarreling?" she asked.

"In all these years, you've never stopped thinking of her?"

"Why did you do it?" she asked. "Why did you leave her as you described?"

"But was it a good quarreling?" she asked.

"Why did you do it?" she asked. "Why did you leave her as you described?"

"Yes, it was, how very right of you to ask that question," I said. "It was a good quarreling until the last."

"In all these years, you've never stopped thinking of her?"

"And the Blood went into her," I said, "and the two of us were together. We were together for two hundred years."

"Out of love and anger," I said. "And it was the first time that the Satan worshipers had come, you see. Those of the very same ilk that burnt my house and took Amadeo. Only it was centuries ago, can you understand? They came. Oh, not with my enemy, Santino. Santino didn't exist then. Santino is no ancient one. But it was the same tribe, the same ones who believe they are put here on Earth as blood drinkers to serve the Christian God."

"But was it a good quarreling?" she asked.

"Completely," I answered. "I loved you when first I saw you. Haven't I told you?"

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