I am not mercenary.

I never serve a friend for money." But Mrs.Dinneford heard the "yes" which flushed into the voice that said "no." She was not deceived.
A rapid change passed over Mrs.Bray on the instant her visitor left the room.

Her first act was to lock the door; her next, to take the roll of bank-bills from the table and put it into her pocket.

Over her face a gleam of evil satisfaction had swept.
"Got you all right now, my lady!" fell with a chuckle from her lips.

"A vampire, ha!" The chuckle was changed for a kind of hiss.