In a way, though, I’m almost relieved. ”“Safety in numbers, that’s all,” Cuthbert said. CHAPTER TWOThe Girl at the Window1Now the Huntress “filled her belly,” as the old-timers said—even at noon she could be glimpsed in the sky, a pallid vampire woman caught in bright autumn sunlight. If the final battles against the Good Man were at hand, he wanted to fight them at his father’s side.
He sprang up in a hurry, yanking out of Jake’s and Roland’s grip and trotting a little distance away. “She doesn’t figure in our business, Al—I can’t see how she could. For the first time, as he walked slowly toward the friend who no longer looked like a friend, it occurred to Roland that he had been making decisions in a state close akin to drunkenness. Men stand around these fires, not speaking, their faces solemn.
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