270 “Curse that boy!” He chuckled and stomped the water. She did not care that vampire children are abominations. She was nearly dead. “Think of the mockery!” she said. Tight. There’s nothing a girl can do that isn’t sweated to the bone. \" She whispered back. She had just this moment past told him that Monsieur Valade came to her after the tragedy, to the convent, from where he married her and brought her to England. “Then we must try and make London endurable for you,” he remarked cheerfully. It did not occur to her that they at least had found a way of earning a living, and had that much economic superiority to herself. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly placed cards bearing the word ————————————— | APARTMENTS ————————————— | in the clear bright windows.
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