Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what they now called his study. Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. “Let us put the lamp out,” she said; “the flames are ever so much better for talking,” and Ann Veronica agreed. His complexion was as blue as a sailor's jacket, and though Mr.
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