Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. You see—I didn’t understand. He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. He whispered in her ear. The night was now profoundly dark. 9. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. He had been thrilled at her attitude about the subject, which was simply not to turn others into vampires. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night. ‘I do not wish to be like him, but it is entirely reasonable that it should be so. For a time she brooded on the ideals and suggestions of the Socialists, on the vague intimations of an Endowment of Motherhood, of a complete relaxation of that intense individual dependence for women which is woven into the existing social order.
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