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want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write
the word—your husband. To-morrow night
—or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure
him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and,
then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. org/fundraising. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a
lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!”
This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. So she went to
Ramage and came to the point almost at once. ‘Is there a resemblance?’
‘This is Mary Remenham?’
‘That is my late niece, yes. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains,
into the apartment that served as a reception-room. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the
door in an off-hand manner. \"I'm sixteen, I'm a junior
like you. She felt his whole
mind sounding in ecstasy. I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. Ramage did not know.
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