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He was an old, skilled vampire. I—well, I lost my temper. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. You are too kind. She was furiously angry. Foolish compliments were tossed about like confetti. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive.
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