You aren’t afraid of thunder, are you?” He asked. I spoke a thought aloud. Some indeed carried themselves, dressed themselves even, rather as foreign visitors from the land of “Looking Backward” and “News from Nowhere” than as the indigenous Londoners they were. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the door in an off-hand manner.
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