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d to be out of her house。〃
She paused for a moment and I was of course calculating。 She was older than me by many years； she was making that plain to me； twice over； and that is why she appeared so utterly perfect。 Time had done its work on the lines of her face； as it was doing its work on my own。
She watched me and hesitated for a moment； but then she went on：
' A month before the nuptials； I was abducted right out of my bed at night； and taken over the walls of the house to a dark and filthy place where I was flung down in the corner； to cower on the stone floor while several men carried on a crude argument； as to who would be paid how much for having stolen me。
〃I expected to be murdered。 I also knew that my stepmother was behind my ruin。
〃But there came into the place a tall thin man with a head of shaggy black hair； and a face and hands as white as the moon； who murdered all of these men； throwing them about as if they were weightless； and holding the last up to his mouth for a long time； as though he were drinking blood from the corpse； or eating part of it。
〃I thought I was on the verge of madness。
〃As he dropped the body； the white…faced being realized that I was staring at him。 I had nothing but a torn and dirty night dress to cover me。 But I rose to my feet to face him bravely。
〃 'A woman；' he said。 I shall never forget。 'A woman' as if that were remarkable。〃
〃Sometimes； it is；〃 I said。
She smiled at me rather tolerantly。 She went on with the story。
〃After this remark； he gave a strange little laugh and then he came for me。
〃Once again； I expected to be murdered。 But he made me a blood drinker。 There was no ceremony to it； no words； nothing。 He simply did it； right then and there。
〃Then ripping off the tunic and sandals from one of the men； he dressed me crudely as a boy and we hunted the streets together for the rest of the night。 He handled me roughly as we went along； turning me this way and that； pushing me； instructing me as much with shoves as with crude words。
〃Before dawn； he took me back to his curious dwelling。 It wasn't in the elite Greek quarter where I had been brought up。 But I didn't know that at the time。 As a matter of fact； I'd never been out of my father's house。 My first experience of the city streets had been frankly enthralling。
〃Now here I was being carried up the high wall of a three…story dwelling and then brought down into its barren courtyard。
〃The place was an immense and disorderly treasure house。 In every room there were riches unimaginable。
〃 'See； all this！' the blood drinker said to me proudly。
〃There was chaos everywhere。 There were silk draperies in heaps and beautiful cushions； and these he brought together to make a kind of nest for us。 He put heavy necklaces on me and said； 'These will lure your victims。 Then you can quickly take hold of them。'
〃I was intoxicated and afraid。
〃Then he took out his dagger and； grabbing me by the hair； he cut it off； almost all of it； and that sent me into wailing like nothing that had gone before。 I had killed。 I had drunk blood。 I had run through the streets half mad。 That did not make me bellow； but the cutting of my hair was too much。
〃He didn't seem at all disturbed by my crying； but quite suddenly he snatched me up； and threw me down into a large casket on a hard bed of jewels and gold chains and he shut the lid on me。 Little did I know the sun was rising。 Again； I thought I would die。
〃But next I opened my eyes； he was there； smiling； and in a gruff voice； with no real wit or talent for a turn of phrase he explained that we must sleep all day away from the sun。 It was our nature。 And we had to drink plenty of blood。 Blood was the only thing that mattered to us。
〃Maybe to you； I thought； but I didn't dare argue with him。
〃And my hair of course had all grown back as it would every day forever； and he once again hacked it off。 Within a few nights； to my relief he did acquire an expensive scissors to make this operation easier； but he； no matter what we had to do； would never tolerate my long locks。
〃I was with him several years。
〃He was never civil or kind； but never terribly cruel either。 I was never out of his sight。 When I asked if we might acquire better clothes for me； he agreed； though he obviously didn't care too much about it。 As for himself； he wore a long tunic and a cloak； changing only when these became worn； stealing the fresh clothing from one of his victims。
〃He often patted me on the head。 He had no words for love； and he had no imagination。 When I brought back books from the market to read poetry； he laughed at me； if you can call the toneless noise he made a laugh。 I read the poetry to him nevertheless； and much of the time after the initial laugh he simply stared at me。
〃Once or twice I asked him how he'd been made a blood drinker； and he said it was by a wicked drinker of the blood who had e out of Upper Egypt。 'They're all liars； those old ones；' he said。 'I call them the Temple Blood Drinkers。' And that constituted the entire history he bequeathed to me。
'If I went against him in any particular； he hit me。 It wasn't a terribly hard blow； but it was enough to stop me from ever opposing him on any count。
〃When I tried to put the household in some sort of order； he stared at me dully； never offering to help but never striking me either。 I rolled out some of the Babylonian rugs。 I put some of the marble statues along the wall so that they looked respectable。 I cleaned up the courtyard。
〃Now during this time； I heard other blood drinkers in Alexandria。 I even glimpsed them； but never did they e very close。
〃When I told him about them； he only shrugged and said that they were no worry of mine。 Tm too strong for them；' he told me； 'and besides they don't want any trouble。 They know that I know too much about them。' He didn't explain further； but he told me I was very blessed in that he'd given me old blood。
〃I don't know what kept me so happy during that time。 Perhaps it was hunting different parts of Alexandria； or just reading new books； or swimming in the sea。 He and I did go out together and swim in the sea。
〃I don't know if you can imagine this…what the sea meant to me； that I might bathe in it； that I might walk along the shore。 A closeted Greek housewife would never have that privilege。 And I was a blood drinker。 I was a boy。 I hunted the ships in the harbor。 I walked with brave and evil men。
〃One night my Maker failed to cut off my hair； as was the evening custom； and he took me to a strange place。 It was in the Egyptian quarter of the city； and once we opened the door； we had to follow a long descending tunnel； before we came into a great room covered with the old picture writing of Egypt。 There were huge square pillars supporting the ceiling。 It was rather an awe…inspiring place。
〃I think it brought to memory a more refined time to me； when I had known things of mystery and beauty； though I cannot now really say。
〃There were several blood drinkers there。 They were pale and appeared extremely beautiful； but nothing as white as my Maker and