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"For mercy's sake, go on!" cried Winifred. There was a black fear in his
heart. Sebastian was always a man who felt the need to surround
himself with the trappings of the finer life. This was to pass under the arch,
along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern
platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive
violence of the gale. He looked at Hilary and nodded. “One can talk without undertones, so to speak,” said Ramage. It added to the
picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns
dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow.
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