"The solemn bell of the grandfather clock in the downstairs hall tolled the hour, the eleven echoing reverberations reaching even into the closed upper chamber where three figures were seated about a round wooden table."
"Upon every throat, I beheld the two red welts of the vampire’s kiss..."
“Were I enduring already the agonies of the damned and my very salvation depended upon it, I yet would not thirst for his blood..."
"I knew that it was useless to resist them but I did not wish to resist..."
"The clinging mist was as thick and impenetrable as it had been the day before and I sensed once again that stifling, sickly quality that it held..."
"The waters of the lapping moat that surrounded it were thick and black like those of a marsh and seemed to breed a foul mold that crept up the stones of the castle like the black, streaking prints of some taloned beast..."