1 She wants blood, and blood she must have or die.
2 The nosferatu do not die like the bee when he sting once.
3 You must not die by any hand; but least of all by your own.
4 Shortly afterwards, I heard the cracking of their whips die away in the distance.
5 It was better to die like a man; to die like a sailor in blue water no man can object.
6 I have something that I must say before I die; or before my poor crushed brain dies anyhow.
7 I feel I am dying of weakness, and have barely strength to write, but it must be done if I die in the doing.
8 At last there came a time when it was evident that the patient was sinking fast; he might die at any moment.
9 The vampire live on, and cannot die by mere passing of the time; he can flourish when that he can fatten on the blood of the living.
10 But if she die in truth, then all cease; the tiny wounds of the throats disappear, and they go back to their plays unknowing ever of what has been.
11 She has not told Lucy, and made me promise secrecy; her doctor told her that within a few months, at most, she must die, for her heart is weakening.
12 When we were alone and had heard the last of the footsteps die out up the road, we silently, and as if by ordered intention, followed the Professor to the tomb.
13 Be careful with him always that there may be nothing to excite him of this kind for a long time to come; the traces of such an illness as his do not lightly die away.
14 I see the lights scattered all over the town, sometimes in rows where the streets are, and sometimes singly; they run right up the Esk and die away in the curve of the valley.
15 They say that people who are near death die generally at the change to the dawn or at the turn of the tide; any one who has when tired, and tied as it were to his post, experienced this change in the atmosphere can well believe it.
16 When they become such, there comes with the change the curse of immortality; they cannot die, but must go on age after age adding new victims and multiplying the evils of the world; for all that die from the preying of the Un-Dead becomes themselves Un-Dead, and prey on their kind.
17 Friend Arthur, if you had met that kiss which you know of before poor Lucy die; or again, last night when you open your arms to her, you would in time, when you had died, have become nosferatu, as they call it in Eastern Europe, and would all time make more of those Un-Deads that so have fill us with horror.
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