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The Handshake of Count Dracula
The instant I stepped over the threshold, he moved impulsively forward and held out his hand. He made no motion of stepping to meet me, but stood like a statue. The strength of the handshake was so much akin to that which I had noticed in the driver,. For a moment, I doubted if it were not the same person to whom I was speaking. When you are ready, come into the other room, where you will find your supper prepared.