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Many a gentleman had likened his first meeting with her to downing a very strong congac when one was expecting to imbibe fruitjuce. That is to say, startling and apt to leave one with a distinct burning sensation.

Bat, bat, bat, went the eyelashes.

"My dearest girl,' said the vampire finally, examining Lord Maccon with an exhausted but appreciative eye, 'such a banquet. Never been one to favor werewolves myself, but he is very well equipped, now, is he not?'

Miss Tarabotti gave him an arch look. 'My goodies,' she warned.

Humans,' chuckled the vampire, 'so possessive."

"He was so very large and so very gruff that he rather terrified her, but he always behaved correctly in public, and there was a lot to be said for a man who sported such well-tailored jackets---even if he did change into a ferocious beast once a month."

"I may be a werewolf and Scottish, but despite what you may have read about both, we are not cads!"

"A vampire, like a lady, never reveals his true age."