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"Why are we here, Master?" asked Anmdeo. He looked towards the front rooms fearfully.

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

I turned, feeling the blood in my face and in my chest and then slowly moving into my hands. My vision was dim, and I knew that I was smiling-not a vicious smile, you understand, but something secretive and beyond anything the child had ever beheld.

"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?"

"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.

"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."

"Why are we here, Master?" asked Anmdeo. He looked towards the front rooms fearfully.

'T hunt the Evil Doer, child," I said to him. "And you shall see that there is evil here as rich as there was in that poorling whom I

Amadeo was trembling. "Please, Master, let us leave here. We have nothing but love for Bianca."

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

Amadeo was trembling. "Please, Master, let us leave here. We have nothing but love for Bianca."

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.

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

"Why are we here, Master?" asked Anmdeo. He looked towards the front rooms fearfully.

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.

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

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

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

Bianca stood before us, asking us as gently as she could, How had we come to be in her private rooms? Her pale eyes looked at me searchingly.

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.

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.

"You anger me, Marius. You come improperly. You accuse me without authority. Leave me and come again in the gentle manner in which you have come so many times before."

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.

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