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Few men could have done as much. She moaned
as he buried himself completely to the hilt. Why should they be?
She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. Tears flowed in rivulets down
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her cheeks and she began to cry. Gay, was a stout,
good-looking, good-humoured man, about thirty-six, with a dark complexion, an
oval face, fine black eyes, full of fire and sensibility, and twinkling with roguish
humour—an expression fully borne out by the mouth, which had a very shrewd
and sarcastic curl.
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