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"Perhaps you were not far wrong. But get me a horn of ale, for even a vampire is thirsty, you know." "A vampire!" exclaimed Heinrich, retreating a pace, and involuntarily putting himself upon his guard. Karl laughed. "My hand was warm, was it not, old fellow?" he said. "Vampires are cold, all but the blood." PERHAPS YOU WERE NOT FAR WRONG BUT GET ME A HORN OF ALE FOR EVEN A VAMPIRE IS THIRSTY YOU KNOW A VAMPIRE EXCLAIMED HEINRICH RETREATING A PACE AND INVOLUNTARILY PUTTING HIMSELF UPON HIS GUARD KARL LAUGHED MY HAND WAS WARM WAS IT NOT OLD FELLOW HE SAID VAMPIRES ARE COLD ALL BUT THE BLOOD
t on with the heaviest things he could get into it, and solidifying the whole by pouring in plaster; till, having at length completed it, and obliterated, as much as possible, the marks of joining, he left it to harden, with the conviction that now it would make a considerable impression on Teufelsbürst’s imagination, as well as on his muscular sense. He then left everything else as nearly undisturbed as he could; and, knowing all the ways of the house, was soon in the street, without leaving any signs of his exit. Karl soon found himself before the house in which his friend Höllenrachen resided. Knowing his studious habits, he had hoped to see his light still burning, nor was he disappointed. He contrived to bring him to his window, and a moment after, the door was cautiously opened. “Why, Lottchen, where do you come from?” “From the grave, Heinrich, or next door to it.” “Come in, and tell me all about it. We thought the old painter had made a model of you, and tortured you to death.”  SECTION THREE OF THE CRUEL PAINTER THIS IS A LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIVERPOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIBERVOX DOT ORG RECORDING BY NED TROXLE THE CRUEL PAINTER BY GEORGE MC DONALD SECTION THREE KARL SOON FOUND HIMSELF BEFORE THE HOUSE IN WHICH HIS FRIEND HOEENRACHEN RESIDED KNOWING HIS STUDIOUS HABITS HE HAD HOPED TO SEE HIS LIGHT STILL BURNING NOR WAS HE DISAPPOINTED HE CONTRIVED TO BRING HIM TO HIS WINDOW AND A MOMENT AFTER THE DOOR WAS CAUTIOUSLY OPENED WHY LOTTCHEN WHERE DO YOU COME FROM FROM THE GRAVE HEINRICH OR NEXT DOOR TO IT COME IN AND TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT WE THOUGHT THE OLD PAINTER HAD MADE A MODEL OF YOU AND TORTURED YOU TO DEATH
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