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1. "
"Hush!" replied Mrs. "
"Bring him here,—let me see him—let me embrace him—let me be assured that
he is safe, and I am yours. "
"You are a party concerned. He took his seat at the table, but leaned
forward to address her. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the
family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a
bundle in her arms. His
safety must be looked to. “Suppose I chuck it,” she remarked, standing with the mauve slip in her hand
—“suppose I chuck it, and surrender and go home! Perhaps, after all, Roddy was
right!
“Father keeps opening the door and shutting it, but a time will come—
“I could still go home!”
She held Ramage’s check as if to tear it across. “Don’t bunch too much as you come out,” she added. ‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal,
then. "
"That I'll engage not to do. Destruction
everywhere marked its course. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in
sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to
assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those
dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life.
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