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He smiled at the naiveté of her suggestion. ]
THE RAGGED EDGE
BY HAROLD MACGRATH
AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY, ETC. Her husband was drinking in the tavern with the other
guests. Ramage,” said Ann Veronica, “I want to go—NOW!”
Part 5
But she did not get away just then. “Do not look so uncomfortable, both of you,” she begged. Funk! I’ll see it out. At the farther end of the Lodge, the
floor was raised to the height of a couple of steps; whence the whole place, with
the exception of the remotest corner of the angle before-mentioned, could be
commanded at a single glance. ”
Anna was not late, but her heart sank within her when she entered the drawingroom. A very familiar
face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the
kitchen island. She could hardly remember his face except
for his brown hair, thick lips, and narrow dark eyes. "
"Never fear—never fear," rejoined Abraham, as he took up the link, and left the
room. Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city.
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