deliberately led you into it.â
Gabriel wavered, then stepped forward and briefly gripped Christinaâs shoulder. âI would have done the same,â he said. âI did, eventually.â
And so did my poor Lizzie, he thought.
âIf we could find it,â said Christina, without looking up, âand destroy itâI promised him I would grind it to powder and sift it into the seaââ
Gabriel stared at his sister with mingled sympathy and cynicismâafter their fatherâs death, the three of them had searched every corner of the old house in Charlotte Street, but they had not found the tiny black statue; and Gabriel wondered if Christina would be so resolute to destroy the thing if she were actually to have it again.
âPrayer,â said Maria, âis our only hope now.â
âAnd the temporal measures,â said Christina with a sigh. âGarlic, mirrors, and celibacy.â
Gabriel was still angry that his resolveâhis selfless resolve!âhad been called into question, and by dead men. âWell, if Uncle John thinksââ
âHe isnât really our motherâs brother,â said Maria. âPoor damned John Polidori is just the latest maskâa suffering, half-alive mask!âthat this thing is currently wearing. Itâs Gog and Magog, the eternal enemy of Godâs kingdom, from the prophecies in the books of Ezekiel and Revelation.â
Gabriel saw Christinaâs face go blank, and he quickly said, âNo doubt, no doubt! Or something of that general description, Iâm sure.â Maria looked away, so he was able to send a warning frown to Christina.
âIf weâd see you in church occasionallyââ began Maria, but Christina interrupted her.
âWe could be sure it was you,â she said, âsince I donât believe Uncle John would venture into a church. You remember the drawing you did when you and poor Lizzie were in Paris on your honeymoon? The two couples in the forest?â
Gabriel did indeed remember it. It was a pen-and-ink drawing of a man and a woman in medieval clothing, visibly astonished at coming face-to-face with exact duplicates of themselves.
âI called it How They Met Themselves ,â he said cautiously. âIt was a study inââ
âIt was a prophecy,â said Christina. âForgive me, Gabriel, but I wonder if Lizzie would agree that the two of you have been celibate since May.â
Gabriel stepped back toward the window, perhaps to keep from raising his hand to his sister.
âI,â he said hoarsely, âknow youâve never approved of herâbut she would not everââ
âShe would have thought it was you ,â wailed Maria, raising her hands halfway to her face as if she meant to cover her eyes. âYou knewâwhen you drew that picture!âthat creatures of our uncleâs sort can take on the appearance of their hosts.â
Gabriel was shaking his head and had started to speak, when the window glass rattled and the timbers creaked as a reverberating boom rolled over the house.
His sisters had both stood up and were staring past him out the window, so he spun aroundâa plume of black smoke was churning and swelling over the water of the Thames a hundred yards out from the shore, and pieces of debris were spinning upward across the view of the buildings on the opposite shore.
âWas that a boat?â asked Maria breathlessly.
Gabriel shrugged. âWhat else?â He wondered if it had been the heavy-laden sloop he had noticed a couple of minutes earlier. âNobody on board will have survived that.â
Down the hall they could hear Lizzie weeping now.
Gabriel turned toward the doorway and hesitated, his teeth bared in indecision. At last, âHelp me with her,â he said to his sisters.
Maria nodded and hurried past him, her long black sleeves flapping.
Christina took Gabrielâs arm as they
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