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\"I'm sorry I didn't call. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. She
went further: she doubted that he was fully conscious of where he was. The brown house,
almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as
pitch in the gloom. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the
platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the
gleam. Sulphurous poisons assaulted her nostrils as she threw the
stone to one side of its resting place. "What did you say to him?" inquired Jonathan, suspiciously.
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