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“Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. Mrs. . That's the sort of fool your nephew is!" "Not even a good time!" said the aunt, whimsically, as she stuffed the bills into her reticule. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. She hoped fervently that Martin had not divulged his crush to Brown. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue.
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