Maurice Leblanc,
813 — Chapter 13: The Seven Scoundrels
(1910)
“ There are the hands that kill. There is the brain that gloats upon the smell of blood. There is the monster, the vampire!And, yet, was it possible? Lupin had ended by looking upon Malreich as so fantastic a being that he was disconcerted at seeing him in the flesh, coming, going, moving. He could not explain to himself how the man could eat bread and meat like other men, drink beer like any one else: this man whom he had pictured as a foul beast, feeding on live flesh and sucking the blood of his victims."Come away, Doudeville." ”
