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was a little surprised that Marta seemed to be hurt, then Van Helsing said
quietly, "The bullets must have been made of silver, and marked with a
cross."
Victoria was helping Marta sit up; was in obvious pain. "Da... Da..."
Marta hoarsely whispered, reaching feebly in my direction. Victoria looked
at me, 's eyes telling me what I didn't want to know. I walked over to the
women, and replaced Victoria as Marta's support. My wife walked away
silently, tears in 's eyes. "See? -- I... knew..." Marta swallowed
audibly. "That it wouldn't work." gasped for breath, and 's eyelids
drooped. "It hurrrrtss so baaad..." whispered.
I bit Marta gently. sighed, "Ohhh, ye-e-e-ess... My young, sweeet
masss..." Marta's eyes closed, and 's body went limp. Neither of us had
wanted it to be like this. I lay 's body on the floor with tender care.
Then I stood up, and approached the groggy, defenseless mayor who had re-
gained consciousness. Simon moved out of my way. Agnes stepped directly in
my path, standing defensively over 's father. "Please, master. I beg you,
do not harm him." I was about to make Agnes move and beg me to kill her
father. Slowly.
"David. My love. Please rethink what you are about to do," Victoria
said,
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